when you're hanging off the side of the building, ready to let go, will you take the hand reaching out to you? if you were icarus, and someone saved you from falling, would you dare to fly again? when you're locked in a room, trapped within four walls, will you pick up the key from the floor? will you let yourself out into the world, and be free? why would you, when you're safe within those four walls? when no one, nothing can hurt you — ever?
wouldn't that be better?
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De Todoa collection of my more personal works that don't really have a place to go
