sleepless. restless. a flood of anxiousness creeping through my veins. is this what it feels like, living on the verge? straddling confusion and disaster like they're small stones in a rushing river, a slippery path one must dare to take in order to reach greatness. if this is my defining moment, don't let me run away, don't let me back down. give
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