Sometimes it's hard to complain about life. It hurts you so much that it makes you too numb to even sense the pain. To smell misery. To feel the teardrops falling from your eyes. To hear the sadness flowing through your soul. To know what melancholy tastes like. To touch the endless stack of hurtful memories gathered at the bottom of your heart. And to finally realize that everything happens for a greater cause.
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