The wind blows you off but not away from the shore
So it's you once more, my heart can adore
Because with you I don't feel broken any more
Don't hold heart with hate hence I state
We are story in making, not an ending
Like a painter preparing to paint
Those failures are our canvas
Something nice is in making
Our success story will be ground breaking
The dawn is drawing dream, soon to be reality
The dusk is ready with twilight for all the clarity
hope is a beautiful thing and it is seen in these words.
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