Requiem for the young and cynical
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1 min readNov 6, 2017
They told Phel he thought too much. They told Phel he saw too far. They told Phel he sulked too long. They told Phel he loved too little. They told Phel he laughed with cynicism.
He smiled back.
They call it cynicism. He calls it pragmatism. They call it extraneous. He calls it necessary. They call it callous. He calls it protection.
It hurts him so much to smile. He’s too young to be cynical.
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