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turns out the distant durmming is only a noise i'll have to bear.
i fall through webs of hope, because they seem to give in so easily.
new plans to make money are around the corner, as much as i don't want it to be so.
there comes a time when one has to give in to the world around her.
now is my time.
time to grow up. being a child is not an option anymore.
my will won't let me, my body won't let me. me soul will hold it forever.
goodbye childhood.
i fall through webs of hope, because they seem to give in so easily.
new plans to make money are around the corner, as much as i don't want it to be so.
there comes a time when one has to give in to the world around her.
now is my time.
time to grow up. being a child is not an option anymore.
my will won't let me, my body won't let me. me soul will hold it forever.
goodbye childhood.