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There is always hope, but he doesn’t feel that way. He has so many things he wants to create, to experience, but all of it feels pointless. What more is there to say? The same thing happens over and over again and there is nothing he can do about it. There is nothing he can say. He just has to stay here and wait, but he is tired of waiting. He is tired of this life. It is pointless. But to take it would be even more pointless. There are ghosts in his house and he has no home.
Yet still he hopes.