Rod
Rodrigo
Rio De Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
What was the start of all this?
When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?

Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer,
From deep within the flow of time...

But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...

Yet, even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
What was the start of all this?
When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?

Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer,
From deep within the flow of time...

But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...

Yet, even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
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