The words of past and present arrive from you. Where from? There is a spirit which arrives with humbleness and, with no clues.
I am fun, love and sadness in a bun. What do I want? A time to reflect, go forth and look into a gleaming sun.
Am I angry? Not at all. A little frustrated with things, yet that's part of life challenges, which are brought upon a smile and the humming of a sing.
Love shall conquer, despite trials and tribulations faced. I look into the sky, as these words are a mere sample that one needs to taste.
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