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Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Talk to me.’ Nothing left to say. Running from the stomp of reality. This was their warning all those years back. Gambling blindly with chips that were never ours to have. Borrowing against time. Borrowing till there is nothing left. All-in a system that we helped manifest. Photographer Unknown

via Borrowing — Eyes Words

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