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Life takes turns, as a windy path. Perhaps leading somewhere in which you cannot see the end. Life leaves questions unanswered. Why do we live and die? Or perhaps something more simple as, why do red and blue mix and produce purple? For once, I do not yearn to have the question answered. I sit and ponder. Late nights can drown me and leave me even more wide eyed. The future. The future is as a blind driver. The future. We have the ability to become an artist. We paint the canvas now, for a step towards tomorrow. As I said, I do not wish the question to be answered. For, something has altered. Have you ever had one moment that changed all? It makes your head quite less dizzy, as if you could see your future through a crystal ball. Euphoria is often an end goal. We see ourselves somewhere. We see ourselves with someone. ***** makes the future less a blur, and more a world of color. Maybe, we cannot paint this someone. But, we can search. It is a question, in which I refuse to have answered. Because for once, I am letting it be.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
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Life takes turns, as a windy path. Perhaps leading somewhere in which you cannot see the end. Life leaves questions unanswered. Why do we live and die? Or perhaps something more simple as, why do red and blue mix and produce purple? For once, I do not yearn to have the question answered. I sit and ponder. Late nights can drown me and leave me even more wide eyed. The future. The future is as a blind driver. The future. We have the ability to become an artist. We paint the canvas now, for a step towards tomorrow. As I said, I do not wish the question to be answered. For, something has altered. Have you ever had one moment that changed all? It makes your head quite less dizzy, as if you could see your future through a crystal ball. Euphoria is often an end goal. We see ourselves somewhere. We see ourselves with someone. ***** makes the future less a blur, and more a world of color. Maybe, we cannot paint this someone. But, we can search. It is a question, in which I refuse to have answered. Because for once, I am letting it be.
erica-deangelo
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
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