without trust,
it'll always stumble,
no matter how u patch it up,
glue up the pieces,
or mend the broken wings.
in the end, it do fade.
no matter how many years it may have taken,
or how you might've seen a light at the end of a tunnnel,
it still will cascade.
not that we're searching for a rhyme or reason,
but sometimes it just was there all along,
without you realizing.
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