Am I genetically programed to return to dull pedestrian life? Please show me something more than this. Exchanging landscapes. The soul can wrap so hard around the heart, enough to crush the best out of us all. Don't let the world turn so slow to make you feel forgotten.
I'm with you daily, in this chest of misunderstanding.... It's as if the wounds relate to a rhythm, enticing scars to hum along.
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