Enter The Poet - Futher Down Than Up
When I was young, I believed that the sky went on for infinity, and that, there was a boundary to how low you could fall.
For me, that meant that there were no limits to happiness, but a definitive depth to sorrow.
It seems, that I was somewhat correct about up; yet incredibly wrong about down.
For me, that meant that there were no limits to happiness, but a definitive depth to sorrow.
It seems, that I was somewhat correct about up; yet incredibly wrong about down.
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