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We.
We live, we die, we fall, we try, and sometimes we try our hardest and we just get let down. We feel beat up, bruised, and torn. But sometimes we gotta keep moving. But sometimes we are stuck and we don't know how to get up, to keep moving on. And sometimes we have to be stuck to find out who we are and what we do. And after all the terror of being stuck is over, we can finally move on to everything and to anyone.
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