Somehow some where since when being in worse situation, form a bad to the worse from worse to a trouble.
Battle between internal & external mixed up both feeling, turn into a rubbish may not recycle.
Something is coming up something not going down turning to a crazy dust.
When ever to a path shine with stars there will be tons of thorn needed to pass.
Losing control soon, no turning back.
There is not empty area to relax.
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