From Darkness To Light

From Darkness To Light

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I was alone, no one wanted me, I was only a nuisance to everyone. My life lived to be nothing and nothing only. My existence was like the wind, only felt but never seen. My presence like darkness, cold and detested but just like how my light fell into darkness, that same light will also climb back from darkness to light. A place where darkness can't reach, a place where light can shine. It's no where near perfect, no where near a normal life but the life I want to live is the sort of life who can be myself. I don't need all those fancy stuff, I don't need money, I don't need to be popular. All I need is life where I can be myself, slowly climbing back up at my own pace, my own time. Who am I? Why don't we find out.
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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