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I remember when things were different but I looked at everything from the eye of youth. I wanted to conquer the world, that outlook has not changed. I am enraged by its vision. Like the future looking back at me and asking for my sacrifice.
They want me to burn in my success. To falter and choke on my success. I can feel my heart slowing its beat and diminishing the need for oxygen. I need something more.
Life demanded it. I gave in to the demand.
Now im just remembering what I was told was required.
