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I have made mistakes, quite a few of them, and one of which being the pursuit of my own happiness. I carry with me idea that I can be satisfied by my own self. The irony is this: I have been unfaithful to my own search for meaning. I am the most fickle settler and the most fearful adventurer.
Every time I maintain some sense of sanity, my days always leave me exhausted. I am torn between a life I have and a I life that I have always wanted. I am left feeling a deep sense of dissatisfaction. Baffled.
Grabbing a chip with my right hand whilst still moving left to avoid getting attacked by the enemy. The boss on this level was exponentially more difficult to destroy than the last. After my quick evasion, I grab my boomerang, attacking his weak spot.
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