I've come to learn many things, and many things have I still to learn. In a way this would make me wise. To know of me, simply know that who I am, really doesn't matter to you in the long run. I speak, sing and scream. I crawl, walk, run and dance.
Each dusk I am born anew, and every storm I am cleansed.
- Hidden in The Blue Blossoms
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