With open eyes and see a new beginning!
The grass is never greener over there!
A struggle finds another way of giving,
Going through an only part of where.

Surrounded by a letter from the latter,
Even later on the morning after.

Already holding onto something new!
I started thinking over those entire,
These shattered thoughts were slowly passing through.
We could have thought about each other prior.

But nothing ventured nothing changed until!
An endless journey from a new beginning!
Was there so many people standing still,
That had become the hardest part of giving.

Though it never even matter closely,
Something you depend upon a latter!
To travel through a world together only,
Carry on a happy ever after.

Surrounded by the fear of being under,
Blinded by the light of one another.

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