"What I know about living, is the pain is never just ours.Every time I hurt I know the wound is an echo,So I keep a’listening for the moment the grief becomes a window:When I can see what I couldn’t see before,through the glass of my most battered dream.I watched a dandelion lose its mind in the windand when it did, it scattered a thousand seeds.”

"What I know about living, is the pain is never just ours.
Every time I hurt I know the wound is an echo,
So I keep a’listening for the moment the grief becomes a window:
When I can see what I couldn’t see before,
through the glass of my most battered dream.

I watched a dandelion lose its mind in the wind
and when it did, it scattered a thousand seeds.”

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