Finally


Dreaming of a life that could never be--
And yet I find myself drained of all sympathy.
For far too long, I have dwelt
In an icy land where the snow wouldn't melt.
Well this is my promise: to finally give up--
Give life a chance and pick myself up.
Because the curse of living is as simple as this;
It will keep going, no matter what's missed.

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