sometimes i look into the future
and see hope
excitement
everything working out
working itself out
things progressing
improving
then other days the views bleak
everything slowly disintegrating
one
by
one
the result: solitude
all that is right at this moment
somehow collapsing
gone
then the sun rises
and the future once again seems promising
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hello, i love you, won't you tell me your name hello, i'm good for nothing will you love me just the same?
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