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"Some people don't know what they have until it's gone."
"But what about the one's who do know? Who never took a damn thing for granted? Who tried their hardest to hold on, yet only look on helplessly while they lost the thing they loved the most.
Isn't it so much worse for them?"
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Words Unspoken
PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
