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I've sat on countless rooftops with dozens of people staring blankly at stars urging them to teach me something Despite my pleas it's impossible for them to predict whether or not our little impact will render in this world And still I haven't been able to understand why my very existence does or does not matter until tonight On roof tops surrounded by great friends who wouldn't be here without the help of the stars aligning perfectly The answer seems simple
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Vertigo
I've sat on countless rooftops with dozens of people staring blankly at stars urging them to teach me something Despite my pleas it's impossible for them to predict whether or not our little impact will render in this world And still I haven't been able to understand why my very existence does or does not matter until tonight On roof tops surrounded by great friends who wouldn't be here without the help of the stars aligning perfectly The answer seems simple
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
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