دیدن درخت نخل خوشحالم می‌کنه و دیدن نخلستون✨✨✨.

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Dysphoria:

In the quiet echoes of my solitude, I find myself grappling with the haunting questions that reverberate through the corridors of my mind. Do I hold any significance in the tapestry of anyone's existence? Am I desperately reaching out, only to discover my efforts futile in carving a lasting niche within someone's heart? Trust has always eluded me, like a fleeting shadow slipping through my grasp. Have I ever truly been someone to rely on, or have I merely danced on the periphery of significance?

In the depths of introspection, I am tormented by the relentless pursuit of answers to questions that seem to unravel the fabric of my very being. What crime have I committed, other than earnestly seeking love, aspiring to be a beacon of kindness, and yearning to be the unwavering presence for those who may need solace? As I reflect on my existence, a haunting realization claws at my soul – perhaps my presence has never held the weight of value in the eyes of others.

Each heartbeat seems to echo the solemn reminder that I may be prolonging an inevitable revelation – the chilling awareness that I am destined to traverse this vast world alone, and ultimately, I shall confront the silent embrace of solitude in my final moments. The poignant ache of this realization casts a shadow over the fragile fragments of hope I've clung to, as I navigate the labyrinth of my emotions, yearning for a connection that remains elusive.

We emerge into this vast world as solitary beings, our first breaths a poignant reminder of our individual journeys. Is this the inevitable path that will define my departure, a solitary echo fading into the vastness of existence?

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Leonard Cohen - Puppets (Official Video)

Puppet flower, puppet stem
Puppet time dismantles them