Cocooned Lies, Beautiful Butterflies
What is a beautiful lie? What makes it beautiful? Is telling someone "Everything will be alright" when all parties know everything will be horrible a beautiful lie? If the world went dark tomorrow, would people lie to themselves to brainwash their mind into thinking that all is well? What if that person told themselves the truth? Would that make them fight even harder to make it all better, or will this destroy all hope in themselves? Does the foresight of eternal darkness make one stronger, or does it kill them slowly? How can one make their lies a reality? Is it worth fighting for? Does it even matter in the end?
Many questions, No Answers.
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