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Written by: Anonymous.
Under the influence of: Marijuana.


And then he just stopped saying anything.
It wasn’t even worth it.
There was just no way.

Moving into the light, he saw what was really going on. It opened his eyes. He saw through the cloud he had been stuck behind. A cloud in his mind, obscuring his view. He cleared his head and noticed something he had never noticed before, something he himself had been trying to hide, while trying to find at the same time. Amazing… all of these years – and finally now, he just realized.

Some people probably spend their whole life searching. Many people never find what their looking for. Some people find the answer, but they can’t remember the question. He was lucky, for he just understood right now. So he gave up, because of what he understood. But it didn’t matter, because there was no point. So he stopped searching, because he realized that

there was just no way.
It wasn’t even worth it.
And then he just stopped saying anything.