What was the start of all this When did the cogs of fate begin to turn Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now, From deep within the flow of But, for a certainty, back then, We loved so many, yet hated so much, We hurt others and were hurt Yet even then we ran like the wind, Whilst our laughter echoed, Under cerulean
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