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Does life end when purpose does?
Aimyell's life is burrowed. Everyday, he reminds himself to make the most out of life. He paints, he plays, talks, acts, connects and never wastes time... because he always had a day left.
Emery, who had more years to count hustles without a clear purpose. For the purpose of life itself was to breathe, make her heart thump and maintain her stimulus.
The two of them crossing paths have created a beautiful paradox, a realistic one. Why waste time when you only had a day left? Why rush into things when you had hundreds of chances?
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