Moving forward with my head raised high
Facing blindly toward the vast cerulian sky
"Just what awaits me the next day" I asked.
"The future." it said, but I already knew that.
To an unknown journey, where fear consumes me.
To an adventure of hope, where dreams would be.
With no direction, nor guide.
That is where I will reside.

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The most painful thing is to smile. Because you hide everything behind those smiles. They are like winter. Beautiful on the outside, but cold behind in truth.
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Anyone care for a Jelly Baby?
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