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There he is, that young kid so numb and full of love, reeling from the loss he's experienced. His youth and naive soul trembling as the pain hits his heart full bore with nothing but a cry to easy his burden. As the bus rides along, with cheers and dancing around, his eyes well up and look out the frost laden window. Dreams have been had at this juncture before, visions of grandeur and the promises of success all beset his trail. However, this day is not the day for dreaming, for on this day his heart has been broken, his dreams have died and for the first time in his life he's come to understand its reality. As he hurts and waits for something to calm his heart, he starts to draw a picture to remember it all for. He starts to try and find something to hold on to, to lay his dreams upon. With his picture all but lines full of hope and a journey lost, he begins to look up and wonder how such sorrow could have happened. How life could be so cruel to such a young soul. But as his tears continue to flow, he remembers...and that is all he can do now.