Jelly Pickle
Something random I found. Props if you can figure this out.
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In the comfort of youth, I long for the worlds beyond. In pursuit of the unknown, I yearn for the older, simpler days of familiarity. In realizing the world I seek does not exist in reality, I run away into my dreams, only for them to fade into memories of what I tried to leave behind. Hence, God created death.
Heart by Erick Oh (@ossmedia)
My Antonia by Willa Cather
Something random I found. Props if you can figure this out.