We’ve seen the sky rain down on our dream land, we’ve seen mountains erupt into volcanoes, we’ve seen hearts break, we’ve seen dreams die.
Hopes and aspirations have been crushed and people who are afraid of people like themselves!
But then we thought, what is not broken in this world, what is not scattered even once? So why complain about fate, why grieve over fate, why hate life?
Seeing this vast world, I realized that breaking and scattering is the name of life.
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