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A maze serves to get you lost A labyrinth serves to get you found I fell into place, and I don’t know what that means, but It has something to do with the fact that I wear hope on a string around my neck, and I don't remember what it feels like to be fourteen, and There is just one place in the world where Something makes sense. A place where The sun first hits in the morning, and Where hope will stay the longest when All light has gone. A correction: A labyrinth serves To allow you to find, and This morning I realized that Sometimes I forget how to breathe, and I am still learning how to dance, but I keep walking, and Watching the horizon, and I know the sun will hit soon
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 3:39 AM UTC
Labyrinth
A maze serves to get you lost A labyrinth serves to get you found I fell into place, and I don’t know what that means, but It has something to do with the fact that I wear hope on a string around my neck, and I don't remember what it feels like to be fourteen, and There is just one place in the world where Something makes sense. A place where The sun first hits in the morning, and Where hope will stay the longest when All light has gone. A correction: A labyrinth serves To allow you to find, and This morning I realized that Sometimes I forget how to breathe, and I am still learning how to dance, but I keep walking, and Watching the horizon, and I know the sun will hit soon
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 3:39 AM UTC
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