What has happened the world use to be so bright and cheerful, all I ever saw was the blue sky above and my dreams ahead of me. What happened, all I see now is darkness, no trace of light or anything I once wanted to achieve. No one can save me and no one will try.
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We must always see that the sky is still blue above. As mad as this world is there is still so much beauty of nature and of people. Lovely to read your heart. Thank you