So go the cliches.
Who can argue with the beauty of simplicity?
But nobody has love for the simple person.
Clueless, we pronounce,
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Me, I want to be simple. To laugh and be silly and light-hearted.
To take pleasure in graffiti birds. To partake in my nieces' goofiness.
To know about the darkness but somehow always find the light.
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