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It was going to be hard like trying to stand on a ladder you are just building. Like invisible steps on the mist of emptyness. Can someone teach me the ritual of life?. Was it brave ? was it destiny ?. the red line that takes revenge, it hurts cause still means happiness, you will never know how long it is, or it was. And when your feets give up, you will have to walk anyway. Down the cliff, not darkness, not death, but regret, betrayal, of that unique and tormentous momen when you decided who you were going to be.