When life peels away to be nothing more than waiting for the next visitor to show up, I wonder if I will miss the way things used to be. I wonder if I will understand what has happened to me even when everyone around me tries hard to hide it.
Do we live our lives only to forget what it was all about? Do we die alone and cold only to be reborn in the eyes of new children destined for the same fate?
Regurgitated souls: do they lose their sparkle with time or is love everlasting?
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