By walking I found out
Where I was going.
By intensely hating, how to love
By loving, whom and what to love.
the same place that filled me with joy is a road I crossed, just a road I crossed
...“i know someday i might be looking around, trying to find some purpose. well purpose it can’t be that hard to find, as long as i’ve got the wind, the wind and your love to carry me”
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