A flaw is that in which to dislike about oneself. Then is being aware of what is around you a flaw? It may hold your life captive, but it can also protect one who holds it. Instead of seeing a helping hand, I see one who’s only disire is greed.
I fight too hard. Giving up is becoming less and less likely. Others deserve to flourish and not be held back. Tied down. Watching me run out of fight. Then having to remember me giving up then.
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