there are times we have nothing to say,we see frost and ice, we think of the past and future without description, we know what we have seen and we know what is going to happen, it is not self pity, it is the great realism, it happens to a lot of us,and we ask ourselves do i keep doing this till life is over, is this my future, and you have no answers only what you see.
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there are times we have nothing to say,we see frost and ice, we think of the past and future without description, we know what we have seen and we know what is going to happen, it is not self pity, it is the great realism, it happens to a lot of us,and we ask ourselves do i keep doing this till life is over, is this my future, and you have no answers only what you see.
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