As my eyes opened to many things
The harshness of this world. A broken heart. This is life and that's the way it is I suppose.
Its all to do with learning and growing...It's what we make it and that's for certain. It can be fulfilling- mysterious, Lonely-
But it's ours for the time being isnt it?
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