Let's say there was something, you wanted, needed, but it was out of your reach. You gaze upon it, the passion much like a passion to live. A strong one, untouchable. Much like the way... Many think they're lives are out of reach, but right in front of them is the stone of their formerselves. Misunderstood, taken back from ,what they once were.
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