answers

maybe every wish has been over a meteor falling from grace and never the shooting star i had hoped for

maybe every prayer was uttered in the wrong language to be picked up by the holy antennae of the gods

every dream was just a regurgitation of the days events mangled and made palatable by a disinterested brain

there must be answers, hidden in the depths of despair, a picture beneath the surface of cold remorseless lies

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