its sort of like a puzzle.. that you can only see in black n white.. i guess youd call one the day.. and the other you'd say is night.... i guess "it" makes it alright... kinda lost in the in-between.... some of the sights you notice... others remain un-seen.... and what causes diamonds to shine... and so manu fractal patterns glisten..... is if you take the time..to look again... to just...stop and listen.... do you think we could...hear the voices... of other beings on in the same... learn from their harsh lessons... and give back twice what you have gained... ....i bet this never changes... this game within these games... i bet it all just stays the same.. until were old and lame.... lost and somehow found again.... when the ends in sight... ill remeber yer name ..tho... and every...thing...will be alright...
Reason for writing:
dont exactly know.....
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Birth sign: Aries
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