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An Eden evades me,
a garden of perfection waiting just out of reach. Through a murky haze I advance with caution. I am lost barely making my way through life. Happiness is a mirage, an illusion with no meaning. I try to capture it, like a photograph, but the film never develops and I remain hopeless.
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