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And you asked why people always expected you to smile in photographs. And I told you it was because they hoped that in the future, there would be something to smile about.
I am nervous. I’m afraid. But I will stand here in the white hot heat of you. I will play Russian roulette with your playlists. I will tell jokes I’m not sure you’ll find funny. I will hold on until there is no more reason to. And in the end, I will break the stars and resurrect the sun.

