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Realization could be the hugest  relief or the imagination of hurt I remember when I'd do nothing in class but draw and listen to Kurt Mistakes turn to undiscovered futures , unknown yet made memories So we can forget about the pain, love, and endless worries Imagination holds the keys to unopened doors Dreams probably are the reason why it feels like we hit the floor Jesus is just a name that kills and heals Religion are human thoughts of gods making deals Gifts can be anything and arrive at unexpected moments To brighten up the sky shoot a flare sit back and have some enjoyment The brain of a human runs an endless marathon of disaster and successes anything can get fixed, got water, some soap, and a rag let's clean up the messes
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
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Realization could be the hugest  relief or the imagination of hurt I remember when I'd do nothing in class but draw and listen to Kurt Mistakes turn to undiscovered futures , unknown yet made memories So we can forget about the pain, love, and endless worries Imagination holds the keys to unopened doors Dreams probably are the reason why it feels like we hit the floor Jesus is just a name that kills and heals Religion are human thoughts of gods making deals Gifts can be anything and arrive at unexpected moments To brighten up the sky shoot a flare sit back and have some enjoyment The brain of a human runs an endless marathon of disaster and successes anything can get fixed, got water, some soap, and a rag let's clean up the messes
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
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