Of my life: of my dreams, my hopes and expectations, my realizations, of what I'm not, of what I was, of what I won't be, of that I have achieved and of that has slipped away. At the edge, at the very edge of my patience, of my faith, of love, of the road, of war, and of peace, of a tempest, of a riot, of disorder, of drifting, of holding on, of letting go...
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