When I’m buried in the questions, I can’t find the answers.
I close my eyes and listen, ‘till I remember
Everything was beautiful,
Nothing seem to matter
Every day was just another day to dream
You can say what you want, and be who you want to be.
Everything Is Beautiful - Anne Marie Boskovich
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