We’ve come all this way... and wound up here. When we were young we used to spin around until we got too dizzy to stand, and we believed we could actually feel the earth turning as we lay in the cool grass, smiling up at the crystal skies. Now we have no time for twirling, we have no time to feel the earth beneath our feet, and we become dizzy at the mere though of living. We used to find wonder with every breath and beauty in each day. We used to live passionately, and now we don’t even know where to begin. We drown ourselves in our nights and fill up our days with trivial pursuits, looking for sense in the mess we’ve built all around.
"I found this in a folder I barley remember creating that was full of homework assignments and html codes, which means it must be from at least a year ago. The idea sounds familiar but I don't remember writing this... maybe because it was never finished. Or maybe it was stolen from somwhere else.
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p.s. Found this too.
Moo.
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