My mind is both by battlefield and my sanctuary...
however, i'm now at a point where i can't really determine...
whether i've won the day's battle...
or if i've lost the last few things that have been keeping me sane.
"I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow... A wave tossed in the ocean; a vapor in the wind... Still you hear me when I'm calling; You catch me when I'm falling... You told me who I am..."
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