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I really hate how I talk to myself sometimes—saying things like, “Oh yeah, you can do this,” or “It’s easy, I can totally do it too.” But later on, I end up regretting everything and can’t even remember why I started. I question myself: “Can I really make it?” “Do I have the skills to do this?” “Where should I even start?” “How is this going to help me?” And then, eventually, I lose interest and make no progress at all.
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I choose to remember you in starlight, for stars shine brightest in darkness. I choose to seek you in morning dew, for like love, it appears silently and disappears gently. I choose to find peace in memories, for in memories, time stands still.