Be careful what you call unfair. Others may decide programs for the disabled, or anything at all subsidized with taxpayer money, are unfair, and cut them off. The natural thing for any group of social animals to do is to get rid of members too weak to pull their own weight. I began to understand this very late in my life, and it's ever since troubled me, because there's no way to make up for the time I wasted not doing my best to prepare myself for a world which should be rightly expected to be cut-throat. Bullying exists for a very good reason. No matter what I do, I know I'm living on borrowed time and by all rights should have been dead for at least fifteen years. I'm having a lot of trouble deciding to do anything this way, so I continue to waste time and worsen my situation, but the one thing I know is that I'd better be very grateful for the opportunities I've been given, even if most people I grew up around had more and better ones, be very respectful and humble with those who, unlike me, actually have any business being alive, and take as little for granted as possible—preferably nothing.
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The red lake has been forgotten. A dust devil stuns you long enough to shroud forever those last shards of wisdom. The breeze rocking this forlorn wasteland whispers in your ears, “Não resta mais que uma sombra”.