Maybe when the end starts counting, you feel happy.
Maybe when the end starts counting, only then i realise how important you are.
Maybe it's too late to change when the end starts,
Maybe it's just meant to end.
Maybe let me be the one to heal you,
let me be the one standing beside you,
let me be the one reaching out for you in the midst of crowds,
let me be the one.
Let us work things out.
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