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Every spark has a dreamTo become a fire,Success is the result ofIncessant hard work and perspire,What does it matter that-Embers are down the dust,Just a one wind blow,Spark will no more be-
Walking in circles.Alone as I’ll ever be.Look how carefree, Still walking in circles.Stops for a moment,but no one will see. Starts walking in circles.Someone joins me!Happy as I’ll ever be. We are walking in circles.Oh no you leave me.To join
From the beginning we were taught that all things end,
That what begun will soon stop beginning and
Bittersweet endings were as inevitable as
Slow starts and shitty days.
