"There can be beauty in getting lost. Sometimes, we have to get lost to find each other. And sometimes we find each other only to get lost all over again...
And as you stand there in your front porch staring at the life you're leaving behind, you have to accept it's gone, it's lost, just like you.
All you can do now is stand very still, breath in the moment and try to be open to wherever the wind is going to take you next."
And as you stand there in your front porch staring at the life you're leaving behind, you have to accept it's gone, it's lost, just like you.
All you can do now is stand very still, breath in the moment and try to be open to wherever the wind is going to take you next."
Nothing really matter, anyone can see. Nothing really matter to me...
... A n y w a y t h e w i n d b l o w s .
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