Life is full of luck, like getting dealt a good hand. A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. You enter the forest at the darkest point, where there is no path. Some people get luck handed to them, a second chance, a save. You are not on your own path. It dies through the awareness of its return. But the sea, though changed in a sinister way, will continue to exist; the threat is rather to life itself. Two wrongs don't make a right, but don't three lefts make a right? We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long. what the question actually is, you'll know what the answer means. Before we know it, too much time has passed and we've missed the chance to have had other people hurt us. but don't two negatives make a positive.

is the best prayer that anyone could say. I say that one a lot. Thank you expresses extreme gratitude, humility, understanding.
With respect,