Look at the light at the end of the tunnel.
There's you.
There's you who is basking in it's light.
Walk towards yourself.
You're there.
You're here.
You're meant to be everywhere you are.
What's colors to children is what stories are to humans. Surrounded by the hills, huddling under the blanket of sparkling stars Humans...
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