Reality for hopelessness

Set something up for me...
Everyone of us is incredibly unique.
While living in different cities, we are only a one- to two-hour trip apart. We support our pants in various ways, each using our own unique rope, okay? We all enjoy various musical genres. We love without concern to reciprocity, but occasionally our loves are too dissimilar, leaving us perplexed.

Despite having various perspectives, one of the most important things we have in common is the moon.

Entire moon. like a massive, worn-out eye that is always seeing and comprehending. It draws attention. I gaze at him helplessly, as though I don't want to miss the moment when he blinks. It appears that if you witness him blinking, a miracle will occur and your wishes will come true. Yes, I want to believe in miracles and their success because reality seems to have nothing to offer in exchange for hopelessness. Nonetheless, an organism with intelligence knows that this is simply a full and close moon and not a magical eye, but it is powerless to turn away from the light. Everything but the mind believes and waits while the mind comprehends.

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