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The Change Stars shine and burn out everyday. We are all stars, so don't feel so bad. Things happen, people change... Things change, and people happen to...bump into things For no reason but to be busy. No questions asked, but apologies given. I bump, you bump, we all bump and slide, and glide and fly to heights of unmentionable magnitudes And altitudes that make the breath heavy and temperatures vary. Every second we subtract an hour with worry. Fix it all. Stop worrying. Just because Shakespeare or Socrates didn't say it does not mean that you're strange. The hardest thing to see is right in front of your face. Don't just look around...feel around. Enjoy this life and stop asking "why" so often. Regain strength and conquer. |
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