A light seen from afar is the world that we tend to expect, but that is only pure fantasy and desire.
A world that makes us become someone that we tend to see in the mirror but then dissipates on the horizon of reality.
No one seems to notice the nature of someone by seeing that person face to face. The only way to confront reality is to be the person.
A person is only nonexistent in their world and ours. They are never alive to their eyes, but to ours, they are. They find the excuse to live without a purpose, to live life without anything but desire and change.
To be seen or not be seen in reality is the question of every person. The nature of one's character is always to be the one that controls us. The feeling of desperation and hate are followed into our life. Feel understood in our desires and fantasies is all we take into our souls.
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