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In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions much of one’s life history is etched in the senses.

Banana Yoshimoto

That’s the advantage of insomnia. People who go to be early always complain that the night is too short, but for those of us who stay up all night, it can feel as long as a lifetime. You get a lot done
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Good Insomnia Long Night
Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.
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Although Always Lonely Raised
Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.
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Disappear Failing Someday
In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions much of one’s life history is etched in the senses.
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Emotion Flow Sense Uncertain
Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated.
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Defeated Feet Suffering
I held the feeling in my heart; the urge to discuss it died out. There was all the time in the world. In the endless repetition of other nights, other mornings, this moment, too, might become a dream.
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Dream Heart Morning
I was happy. I loved the night, I loved t so much it almost hurt. In the night everything seemed possible. I wasn’t sleepy at all.
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Hurt Night Sleepy
As I grow older, much older, I will experience many things, and I will hit rock bottom again and again. Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated. I won’t let my spirit be destroyed.
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Feet Rocks Suffering
In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions, much of one’s life history is etched in the senses. And things of no particular importance, or irreplaceable things, can suddenly resurface in a café one winter night.
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Emotion Flow Much Night Sense Winter
It was so gorgeous it almost felt like sadness.
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Felt Gorgeous Sadness
This world of ours is piled high with farewells and goodbyes of so many different kinds, like the evening sky renewing itself again and again from one instant to the next-and I didn’t want to forget a single one.
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Farewell Goodbye Sky
Over and over, we begin again.
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Bare Over Tree
When was it I realized that, on this truly dark and solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own? Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely. Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.
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Dark Light Lonely
On nights like this when the air is so clear, you end up saying things you ordinarily wouldn’t. Without even noticing what you’re doing, you open up your heart and just start talking to the person next to you-you talk as if you have no audience but the glittering stars, far overhead.
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Heart Night Stars
When someone tells you something big, it’s like you’re taking money from them, and there’s no way it will ever go back to being the way it was. You have to take responsibility for listening.
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Listening Responsibility Way
To the extent that I had come to understand that despair does not necessarily result in annihilation, that one can go on as usual in spite of it, I had become hardened. Was this what it means to be an adult, to live with ugly ambiguities? I didn’t like it, but it made it easier to go on.
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Adults Despair Mean

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