I'm tired. I'm sick of this struggle, I'm fed up with resisting... All this noise around me and inside of me is...just...killing my brains and taking away all of my energy... I'd rather...just fly away...run away...but whereto? Run to the hills? Not this time. Run to the coast is the new motto...to the seas of love and tenderness...to where freedom still has a meaning...
Wait a minute...
Freedom?
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