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.
Obrigado pela leitura!
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