Stories.

Just how many times do we put on a fake smile in a day?

Hiding behind this facade. Not wanting to be bad. Not wanting to be disliked.

Just how many times to we have to put up with lying in a day?

Without feeling any guilt. To others. To our ownselves.

Brilliant days are numbered. 

True warmth is ephemeral. 

And thus, let us all treasure it.

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And through it all, the rise and fall...

Life is kind.