It is clear
that everyone has their own path.
Each one has his own thorns
which he forges up into the stars.
A hundred people u003d a hundred destinies.
The more he resists, the more it beats you,
the sooner it grinds you down.
Roads.
Shifts, thin threads. Knotted.
I have no idea where I will start,
where I will end.
time does not aka.
time passes. He's rushing!
I keep a watchful eye
so I don't fall asleep too much.
I like
when he takes me where he wants
when he sweeps away all my worries.
I like I have,
every moment of the day.
I know very well,
that what I eat is what I get!
The only thing I don't know is
when I will truly love you.

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