sad
It is essential in our lifetime to find peace within war, to encounter love in hate, and to find life in death.
A dream knocked on my soul's window, I never opened, I was sad, I always considered myself old, even in my childhood.
Simple gestures never amazed me. The ordinary fun never impressed me, the fresh breeze in choked my surroundings, the innocent smiles turned into wickedness.
My dark friend, you are not the saddest character, there are more hidden shades over there. You are the most fortunate. We are humans, the pain and joy are fundamental parts of our growth.
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