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Hope
dangles on a string
like slow-spinning redemption
winding in
winding out
the shine of it has caught my eye





I'm trying not to buy into any particular mindset, because now I realize that one is not better than the other. Every view is flawed, and you have to see it as a whole, and in relation to everything else. But in doing so there is still a dilemma because you have to act and in acting you have to favor one thought-line over the other. To clarify: DRUGS ARE BAD VS DRUGS ARE FINE. But which do you act upon? So where does that leave me?



Tomorrow I turn sixteen.