I kept thinking these past few days...
I have read a lot of fairy tales, story books, that always end to a happy one. As a child, I did.
But, as I said, I kept thinking and...
Maybe..
Our life, is not about the Happy Ending.
Maybe..
What matters, is the story we make.
Maybe it wasn't about the happy ending we all wanted...
Maybe it was all about the story...
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Maybe...
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The Unfelt
PoetryShe felt everything, she felt everyone, she walked in people's shoes, just to understand them. And what did they do? The complete opposite. She was unfelt. "And sometimes, I just want it all.. to fall into ruin. The world, the stars, the entire cosm...
