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As I never cared for shiny objects. until I felt I lost mine, Illumination, What feels like in a sudden, There are so many from them, Those people, covered in gold and diamonds, shining away from their high pedestals, Stunning, ... captivating,... I sat there in silence, admiring from afar, and once in a while when they come down from their higher ground, I follow them around, -- I follow them around, ... My existence is a wish of theirs, wispy and feeble,... ... There is a beggar on the ground, begging for a second chance, trampled and forgotten, I don't know her, I don't know her story, As much as I know these sparkles, they can't be the same kind... Boring and uninteresting,... So I scold at her, ignored her, as mine and me alone gasp for my care,... Too easy... Because it was too easy...
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:56 PM UTC
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As I never cared for shiny objects. until I felt I lost mine, Illumination, What feels like in a sudden, There are so many from them, Those people, covered in gold and diamonds, shining away from their high pedestals, Stunning, ... captivating,... I sat there in silence, admiring from afar, and once in a while when they come down from their higher ground, I follow them around, -- I follow them around, ... My existence is a wish of theirs, wispy and feeble,... ... There is a beggar on the ground, begging for a second chance, trampled and forgotten, I don't know her, I don't know her story, As much as I know these sparkles, they can't be the same kind... Boring and uninteresting,... So I scold at her, ignored her, as mine and me alone gasp for my care,... Too easy... Because it was too easy...
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:56 PM UTC
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