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Breezing Wonder
Sometimes I wonder if wondering is only a trail. Leading you through the very existence you was born into. Where you try so hard not to fail. Yet you ended up in the only place you didnt want to. Youre crying out for help that will only be heard by one. Life is carrying you like a leaf in a river. Shining down upon the earth is the sun. You are the leaf thats faded to brown until its crippled to shiver. These eyes see more than the open spaces of grass. These ears hear more than the bristling of the trees. These eyes see the world as it may pass. These ears hear the lonliness of the cries in the just of a single breeze.
