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Because of the passing of time, and the rising of the sun, bringing forth a new day and a new beginning, I know i shouldn't care about certain circumstances, situations, and people, for that matter. By caring, i mean acknowledging the presence of whatever it is, shedding a light onto something that barely deserves any attention. Like looking through old books, and papers. Digging through boxes of old things. Purposely trying to find something that has been long gone, hidden away for good reason, like you have all this new stuff : things, and circumstances, and situations, and people in the present but you still want to uncover something from the past like it's all a distant memory turned into a mystery that you can never solve but you still find yourself searching for God knows what. An answer? Something? Anything? A part of you knows it's about as hopeless as trying to bring back the dead.
