I am sorry

Something that is recurrent must be dealt with until I pull it out of my character.
I know life and you deeper than I know myself. I promise to come out of the mess I have made. It’s silly that the same mind which gave humans the ability to fly and travel from one corner of the world to another can turn us into something we regret later.

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