and yet again
There's a complex method in wich everyone get's involved, but there's even a strange one to step aside of anything.
It's supposed and life proves it that the history never repeat, but there's a chance to get some of the same patterns repeated, at the end those repeated patterns make the history as complex and strange and everyone tends to assimilate these patterns to some of their own knowledge.
In that way, making the patterns as similar as the old one, is when we truncate them and then we recognize them as the previous one.
If the history never repeats, then the patterns always look for getting stranger than fiction and by that momment we sing... That fate has a cruel way to circling around us.
Maybe i won't, maybe i will, start another day again and hope that the patterns not appear, so i could not equality
and could draw them as some new way.
There is a series of patterns at every level everywhere, but we won't see them until their effect affect to us, some of the never see the light, but others will be haunting us til we could solve them.
Not every pattern has it's solution
but we could pretend that it has
and then figure it out what they said
or what was supposed to learn of them
I could shut my eyes until sunshine
but i could not see the evening
i could close mye eyes
but i would not receive what i supposed to
so i had to live...and start again
as the life was endlessly surprising
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