There was always a beauty in letting go.
Even when you don't know which path to choose,
Being lost is nothing to be afraid of,
When you've got nothing left to loose.
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC
There was always a beauty in letting go.
Even when you don't know which path to choose,
Being lost is nothing to be afraid of,
When you've got nothing left to loose.
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