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I forgot the work I did to keep me alive, Buzzing everywhere in search of a beehive. My eyes make mirrors out of every reflecting surface they pass, Searching for beautiful happenings that forever last. Since I’ve got here, it’s getting so much blue, And I forgot to enjoy the view. Focusing on the worst, Feeling like a person who is cursed. The whole life is left to be built, Giving up at the start feels like the biggest guilt. You don’t just wake up and become the butterfly, It’s the achievement of thousands of tries. Like a rainbow after the rain, We pick up our joyful journey, like a train.
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