I remember a time when we didn't pick sides. There was no pro party or con party, but there was just individuality, a certain type of unique that was so sweet and charming in its own way that to know that people prefer being at each other's throats over petty ideology instead of thinking freely and acting of their own will kills any and all hope. Ever watched a candle burn until the wick that's burning turns into a black crisp before wilting and drooping downwards, the flame barely clinging on

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