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Suddenly I've lived over half my life If you and I are nothing more than stardust Why do we always fight? It's hard to see The beauty in the mystery I dream about it endlessly While drifting through these people we've become Finally I'm learning to wield this knife If you and I were never meant to be here Why does it feel so right? It's hard to see The beauty through the misery While severing old tendencies To ruminate, dissect, and comprehend It's hard to see The beauty of our memory Forgotten in a century When nothing matters more than where we are From Letras Mania