under pressure

at the bottom of Pandora’s box, the last remaining object was Hope. in a similar manner, in our darkest state of mind, when all demons and fears collide, what’s left is that elusive feeling of hope.

it’s a romance between poetry and chaos. and in the end, it moves us forward.

this is ourselves. under pressure.

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