When I was younger, I had many perceived thoughts about life, lingering from hope to freedom. But it seems that now I've lost those inspirations in the storm of this life, and I can't seem to find it again.
There were those days of pure faith, when a voice inside of me tells me; "it will be okay". Now I don't want to be lost in trances of the gone, but I did miss the dawn feelings, those feelings that are ever true and ever waiting on the bright day.
Never let the child in you die, it's so true.
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