the whole thing is priceless, but here are my favorite parts:
There is a time… a situation when a man wants nothing more than to go to sleep and forget. To fall asleep and simply never wake up.
But now lies before the man a paradox. He wishes not to corrupt any longer. He cannot remain, and he cannot escape. He must not live, but he cannot die. From his heart flows love, while it spills out hate. He longs for good, but strives for evil.
He tells himself that a new day brings new opportunities. He sings to his soul a lullaby of lies, so that it may rest, at least for a night.
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