Something screams deep within me, unstoppable, like a storm cutting through the silence. Fear—a constant companion, keeping watch through the nights, piercing the days. Thoughts, an endless procession, dance around the future as if it were a game, but the board is cold, the moves are heavy. People in power, promised shields, but their gaze drifts away, far from the many's good. I long for escape, for stars glowing safely, for a universe that breathes peace. Far from the weight of voices, from conflict that divides humanity. My mind whispers acceptance, but my soul clings to hope— to a change that brings love, that scatters hate with light. For this world, so hard and cold, does not know my place, takes it from me.
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