the golden age of rhymes
i think i've got a nasty habit of prolonging a joy or delaying the inevitability of its end. i'm down to my last two episodes of firefly and i just can't bring myself to watch those two episodes. would they emancipate me? or will i find something strangely missing from my life after?
if something were about to end, how much would you hold on to it for? a relationship, a life, a cause.. when do we stop holding on, when does that fight leave us? is it meant to leave us? because even this world and all its vitals will pass us away..
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