Happiness, sorrowful. Sweet, sour. Plain, complicated. Proud, stupidity. Every single feeling, reminds you of your old days? Or was it the old days, remind you of every single feeling?
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The first thing a baby does, is to open his eyes and look at the world. The easiest way to understand my life, is to look at the world, through my eyes.
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