is what we're searching for some thing to describe who we are what we are how we're special.
But, something is a throwaway word the word we use to describe the shit we don't care about.
Still, something is something special too; it's all we have to describe the unknown: what love is how to find yourself feeling alive.
Something is something confusing, and all I need right now: something to hold onto.
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