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Dear Friend,
I'm starting to lose all my hope, at least in myself. I can't stop the thought that no matter what, we have a unique a nature, and like any nature we have a cycle, a repetitive one. We are unchangeable. Are we? It's just, everything leads me to think no matter what the circumstances, or how much the landscape changes we are bound to follow strict paths. Something like "old habits die hard", or they never die at all maybe. I guess where I'm going is, that if this is so, I'm scared as hell and also tired of trying. All I have left, is to keep hoping that there are chances, for you and me, and anyone else to change.