Maybe I have made mistakes and been through my fair share of pain. But all in all, it's been okay, I've lived well. And the more that I see, the more that I know. I don't know anything, at all. Like the more that I breath, and start to go slow. Oh, one of many things, I can only recall. All of the good things, good things.
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