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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
If you have a harsh reality, you'll have a harsh fantasy too. The past and future are a loop, your mind a labyrinth, your flaws are your strengths because you hold them so close. Your heart can always be revived. You can always return to fantasy; it exists outside of time and death. Opening up fully to other people is the bravest thing you can do. Dreams or reality, which is the truth?
