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Coming together, it all makes sense. Following the breadcrumbs, This path, it ascends. Excited, nervous, a knowing inside; We're reaching higher ground, Unimaginables being found. Truth serves us and lies burn us. Stay true, stay real, listen within. I'm you, you're me, we're us and we. A mesh of one, Beauty and pain, love and disdain. Feel it, hold it, be it.
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Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 3:42 AM UTC
Breadcrumbs
Coming together, it all makes sense. Following the breadcrumbs, This path, it ascends. Excited, nervous, a knowing inside; We're reaching higher ground, Unimaginables being found. Truth serves us and lies burn us. Stay true, stay real, listen within. I'm you, you're me, we're us and we. A mesh of one, Beauty and pain, love and disdain. Feel it, hold it, be it.
sarah-jane5b
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Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 3:42 AM UTC
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