"you can't help everybody"
"i can try."
"yeah, you can... just don't forget about yourself on the way."
"what do you mean?"
"you need some help too, sometimes."
Everyday is the start of something beautiful; something real.
But you've got to believe in something, something more than you
can touch, taste or see. Cause life is too hard to go through
it alone without something to hold onto.
Sometimes, I just want to run away. Not because things
are bad, or because there's something to run from, just
because there's nothing in particular keeping me here.
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