If feels so different Every day every moment, so so different Sometimes it feels like sunshine and stars Like the flowers in the vineyard Other times it gets hard Like little pins pricked into my heart But it's a blessing that it feels so much, so pure And in the end, it always leads to something so very beautiful Like pieces of art, Which got arranged in an even beautiful way, just after they fell apart.
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See AllI cleaned myself I cleaned the house I cleaned my heart And my mind as well. I missed my lectures I missed meeting my friends I missed the calls from my home And didn't eat my chocolates as well. You
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