My eyes ache when I look around,
there’s still so much more to look for
As the end is near and yet so far
Here is the past version of me
Sitting with a pink quartz and some mental potential
Sorrowed, wined, loved, cried, broken, joyed, healed
How did I even end up here?
Maybe I am just a little boy
All because of you
Maybe I am just young
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