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01.20.22

I used to think that death was the best way to escape from the turmoils of my life. But when it came down knocking on my door on the days that I least expected, I realized that I'm not prepared to leave a fruitless journey behind, and maybe the saddest part about facing your end is finally being wary of the battles you could have won while you are still alive.

—georginariver

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