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UntitledSo close to time,so close to sadness. Tears roll down your face, unknown, unnamed. There's always one question that stays in your heart throughout the years; Why? There is no answer in time. There is no answer in sadness. But are there answers in your tears? The tears that always seem to say so much, yet always seem to say so little. Is the answer there, in the tears, or is there no answer to be found? |
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