Everything mutates under my naive eyes
And yet I am surprised
Even after ideas of constant development.
Accepting the change is the exercise of living
While balancing the internal turmoil
Of fears and thriving,
Looking inside
Looking outside.
Everything mutates under my naive eyes
And yet I am surprised
Even after ideas of constant development.
Accepting the change is the exercise of living
While balancing the internal turmoil
Of fears and thriving,
Looking inside
Looking outside.
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