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Message: <blockquote data-quote="gtkisaru" data-source="post: 15299434" data-attributes="member: 68721">When she was just a girl she expected the worldBut it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed ofPara-para-paradise, para-para-paradise, para-para-paradiseEvery time she closed her eyesWhen she was just a girl she expected the worldBut it flew away from her reach and the bullets catch in her teethLife goes on, it gets so heavy The wheel breaks the butterfly every tear a waterfallIn the night the stormy night she'll close her eyesIn the night the stormy night away she'd flyAnd dream of para-para-paradisePara-para-paradisePara-para-paradise(Oh oh oh oh oh, oh-oh-oh)She'd dream of para-para-paradisePara-para-paradisePara-para-paradise(Oh oh oh oh oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)La-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laAnd so lying underneath those stormy skiesShe'd say, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I know the sun must set to rise"This could be para-para-paradisePara-para-paradiseThis could be para-para-paradiseOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This could be para-para-paradisePara-para-paradiseThis could be para-para-paradiseOh oh oh oh oh oh, oh, ohThis could be para-para-paradisePara-para-paradiseThis could be para-para-paradiseOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohThe story is of a girl who as a young woman had unrealistic expectations for her life that she held as standards. However, she would come to learn that the world can be cruel and unforgiving, and not everything you hoped for or planned, turn out as expected. So she for a time would retreat away into her dreams avoiding reality at times and building walls. Things happened to her that irrevocably changed her, sometimes feeling like they would almost kill her (like catching bullets in your teeth) or crush her spirit (like a wheel breaks a butterfly). So in her mind she would dream of living the life that she wanted and felt unattainable and continued her hope for it. Then in a moment of clarity during her personal turmoil she realized that life is cyclical, things can get bad and then get better and that the sun sets before it rises, so when the bad stuff happens it helps you appreciate the good once you have it. It's all a matter of how we choose to see the world and what we make of it...because indeed this could be paradise, and by appreciating what you have, you find happiness and your own paradise.</blockquote>

Verification: Hata thunen beduwama keeyada? (60 bedeema thuna)

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