I sat underneath that tree and everything seemed so easy and clear. But that's how things always feel when you detach. Real life isn't as poetic because we never have the time to stop and see it. We step back with a movie or a song or a break and we remember everything that we used to believe in and then we realize we are nothing we thought we'd be.
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