10 Cents And A Bill For You.

10 Cents And A Bill For You.

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One yearns for love, the other wishes to give. One begs to turn invisible to the human eye, the other simply wishes to be seen. One deserves warmth, the other never felt it. Two sides of a battered, rusted coin of no use, being flipped daily just amuse. What to do, what to do, now that you've come across this? Read on, or just... Fly away like the dove, clutching its fern tightly, intended to symbolize peace, something that has already vanished in one's life, or keep on counting down for the inevitable, but reset every time something goes wrong or right? (idk what this is lol)
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ONC 2024: In college, it was a case of wrong place/wrong time. Eight years later, they have a second chance. But will they take the leap? ___ Prompt 14: "My muse, believe me, waiting for you has been a form of freedom." ___ Excerpt: "Don't look back." Ian stares at me through the screen with his dark, intense gaze. "Don't long for all the things that might have been. Don't chastise yourself for the decisions you've made." For a moment, his words render me silent. "Appreciate all those little indentations that make you who you are," he says with a tender expression. "And remember your superpower." "What superpower?" "Let yourself dream again." A tender smile crosses his features. "Focus that intense drive of yours on the future like you used to do." He's right. For so long, I've been living in survival mode. One foot in front of the other. Stuck in this nightmare, I haven't been able to see any other way forward. Until now. "You're free now," he says, "to make better choices that will make you truly happy." For a moment, I let my mind take me wherever it wants to go. Right now? It wants to be in Boston, beside him. But can I leave everything behind?

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