You and I, we are. All the colours of the spectrum, are me, are you. Our stories are whispered wherever we go – this wall is just the beginning. Riddled with insecurity and plagued by doubt, we are suffocated by our own thoughts. It’s no wonder that love doesn’t come easy when we, even as a closed system, are so prone to malfunction. Even so, love slips through the cracks – and when it does, the least we can do is tell the story.
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