When things are ment to be,
Do we need to see them as mistakes,
Can our morals ever take a break,
Can we sometimes live on our emotions,
With an open destiny,
Or are things just ment to happen,
Where they always ment to be.
Can we take them without energy,
Can we just be happy that we got these things to see.
What it says about me,
Treasure it, keep it close,
This is the memory of being free.
This the memory that makes me feel.
My hopes are in the future,
Only when it's there to be.
It isn't a desire, it's just me.
The smile can last forever,
The words are in the ocean,
Roling over the warm sand,
Never destined to be end.
The energy continues,
There will never be a sound.
That doesn't really matter,
A night swim will move the clouds.
--------Sun is shining-------------
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