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There are lines we refuse to cross no matter how tempted we are, not because they go against our principles, or we perceive them as destructive, or because we have grown too old to venture into forbidden realms. We impose limitations simply because we no longer wish to taint ourselves with acts that go against our attempts at restoration.
The walk out shows how unready we are to embrace the dark beat.
And yet, despite the unspoken humiliation, a gentle voice somewhere inside my head applauds my decision.
3 comments:
this is really nice
@Jjampong: Read the subtext? :)
I think it's lovely how there are so many ways you can read into this. There is poetry in maturity and I, too am slowly seeing that for myself. :)
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