Ghost
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Romance
Have you ever wondered, what would happen if for a day, anything was legal? Or, what would happen if your whole life, every aspect of it, was in your control? Maybe you have thought about whether there was an alternate universe where there is a whole other you. Have your fears ever fluctuated, maybe one day you were most afraid of spiders, snakes, or maybe ghosts. Maybe you aren't afraid of anything. I don't know you. But, you will know me, in time that is. How you choose to interpret me is completely up to you. No one sees me as the same person, really. Think about it. What do you want most? What is you worst fear? This is how I discovered myself. How no matter what, there is no pleasure without pain, no light without darkness. No love without heartbreak. No calm without chaos. No hope without despair. And maybe, just maybe, how being yourself can lead to standing out, or fading away. Maybe being yourself can make you nothing but a distant ghost.
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