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Maybe they just ran out of space when they were carving all the things that would happen today and tomorrow
Maybe it's a breath, pause, or sigh in our mind or payback time for everything that we borrowed.
Maybe it's a baby crying for its mother and it doesn't understand the lightning or the thunder
Maybe it's a cry of distress from our growing pains, stretch mark free waistband across our bloated belly
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