My friend. I see in your face the familiar lines of pain and agony. I know these lines because they have been on my face too, many a time before. For far too long. But take heart, my friend. You are a vessel sailing perilous seas. And still, you must man the helm. Stand steadfast at your ship's prow. And laugh. Laugh in the face of the oncoming and treacherous waves. For there is a morbid comedy in the slaughter. And what is more brazen than to usurp that comedy as your own? You. You, my friend, have a friend in me. The strength that I know lives in myself, lives in you too. Everyone has it. It is simply a matter of channeling and harnessing that fortitude. And remember: It is you against the world. And the world is yours!
— M.M.
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