I always described my journey as a climb on a thin thread,
Yesterday I hoped it would become stronger and thicker,
Today I hope it breaks and let me fall
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Slowly losing hope
I always described my journey as a climb on a thin thread,
Yesterday I hoped it would become stronger and thicker,
Today I hope it breaks and let me fall
