for every thing there's another
for every love that is made there is a heart broken
for every fight theres a date so whats the point if its on a endless cycle?
for every light theres darkness
for every second of joy theres hate
everythings a endless cycle that'll keep moving forward
for every happy moment theres a moment of sadness
so whats the point of life when nothing changes?
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