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Just as we can't resist reaching for something sweet, there are moments when everyone's resolve wavers in the face of temptation or the easy way out.

I felt that the accumulation of those "just a little..." moments was gradually cheapening not only my appearance but also my way of thinking.

"Do you want to be successful? Or do you just want to sell? Which is it?"

These words aren't directed at anyone else-they're a question I ask myself.
Is what I'm truly aiming for to "be popular"? Or am I choosing the quickest, easiest path, selling myself short just to "make a sale"?

Every day, I make all kinds of choices-selecting, discarding, paring down, and keeping what remains.
There are days when I want to blame someone else, but in the end, the one making the choice is always me.

This is a song I wrote for myself, so I won't run away from my own weakness.

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