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Broken promises all over the ground, yesterday can never be put back together....
I have a lot to say to you, but in the dead of night, only the stars accompany me. When you come back, I don't know where to start. That's why we drift apart.
We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be
I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.