Passing through horrible time
Struggling beautifully...
Fighting in the pouring rain
Waiting for a ray of sunlight to come out between the dark grey clouds
Waiting for the sun to rise
Just so another dark night befalls
Yet why do we love to struggle?
Is it because we're masochist?
No...
It's because we recall all those warm memories...
And we don't wanna lose them
This's a truly wonderful world filled with suffering
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