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'blindfolded'


As we move slow

We know nothing

Where this could lead us

It's up to us how we want

To meet the end


I just know I want to be happy

In a place where it's all bright

There'll be no limit to how I'd live

Just pure freedom with wings to fly


A dream that is in progress

Don't know how long it would take

Or how much courage I should have


But I'm set to make it all come in reality

I know something's gonna happen

Once I begin striding my feet forward.


ー侘寂.

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