Once it’s gone, where did it go?
I have been holding on for so long,
Will I ever catch on if I let go?
Will I think fast if I fall slow?
I don’t know.
I hope.
Graphic by Bruna Costa
Once it’s gone, where did it go?
I have been holding on for so long,
Will I ever catch on if I let go?
Will I think fast if I fall slow?
I don’t know.
I hope.
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