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Why should we worry?
We've lived pass a decade
Through sorrows and ecstasy
We are awake, alive, still standing
Just answer me when you're ready
Colors are blinding
Music is deafening
The whispers of silence are haunting
Remain steadfast, dear fragile creature
Soon, It will all be over
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YOU ARE READING
In Pursuit of Wonder
Randoma collection of thoughts and words for the lost boy who lives.
