PROLOGUE

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Have you ever just looked up at the sky and thought... how the hell is this real? 

How can EVERYTHING have a purpose? 

Like how the trees give us oxygen or whatever. Like how the moon and the sun perfectly rotate to give us night and day. Or like how the stars create these divinely beautiful pictures.

In a world that's so purposeful and beautiful, why do I feel the complete opposite?

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