Once in a while the strangeness is petrifying.
Its akin to a fear of falling from heights.
Its not unlike the lethargy that grips your soul
Sometimes, you just wish that you were a leaf.
Wish that tomorrow would be a new world,
limitless.
Its akin to a fear of falling from heights.
Its not unlike the lethargy that grips your soul
Sometimes, you just wish that you were a leaf.
Wish that tomorrow would be a new world,
limitless.
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