We are.
That we are.
We are just passing through.
As we first set our eyes, that first glimpse ... that first smile ...
As we build friendships and love grows ...
As we touch, hold, hug ...
Good times and bad times ...
As we yell when we are not in the mood or in pain ...
As we scream, cry ...
We are
JUST PASSING THROUGH.
And we mean the most to those we leave behind.
I, now know ... the meaning of life.
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