Not everything is what it seems like. Slow, too slow. The heart wants but the heart have no guts to go get it. To earn, to work on it. Controlled by the 'paper'. Racing with time but stuck in time. Not moving forward, definitely not looking back. Controlled by the fear. Cant seem to be happy not even depressed too. There is a wall but with holes. Controlled by jealousy. The heart wants what the heart wants. May it not make the wrong choice.
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