The Feelings Of The Unknown
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- Partes 2
No one seemed to care about us. They just went on with their normal lives. What they call important, we call meaningless. In other words all their glorified fantasies, and hyped up dreams are completely overrated to any one who can see clearly and realistically. We aren't like most people. We never claimed to be. We don't seek for our recognition. But then again... Beautiful things never ask for attention.
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