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As we grow old, then forget those sparkling things on the sky.
Only look to the ground, minding some shits of adulhood.
Feeling empty inside.
Tired that sleep couldn't fix.
We need to go to a dark place, a hill, look up to the sky and see those sparkling stars.
Alone.
Enjoy the loneliness, the void. You will still be the same, your debt is still exist, your problem wont fade away but you will find something.