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There are many ways to define our fragile existence; many ways to give it meaning.
But it is our memories that shape its purpose and give it context.
The private assortment of images: fears, loves, regrets for it's the cruel irony of life
that we are destined to hold the dark with the light,
the good with the evil, success with disappointment
this is what separates us, what makes us human.
And in the end, we must fight to hold on to.