I tried to get off this rollercoaster because everything feels like a seesaw. How are you doing when our perspective gets reversed sometimes? When you are high and when I'm in the low, do you prefer it low or high, or perhaps we prefer to stay in between the boundaries.
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RandomHymns for those in dark places, where the sun doesn't reach us, yet we persist in seeking light as human beings.
