Sometimes, I find myself adrift in my old thoughts, dancing between the memories. I think back to the times of a pure form of joy - times where hope wasn't an option.
But what's hope worth now, when all the focus is on being human?
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What would you do without happiness? What would you do if it seemed as if no one cared? Would you wilt away like a falling flower? Would you not care?
But.....
What if you found some one that did care?
What would you do?