crack the cover of any book, and begin to pathfind
As i begin to write this
i am fortunate to know
which
you're home now and i cant imagine what its like
when you nothing bianis
screaming at the corn
raise no question
but
Do you want to ride?
Do you want to feel?
Do you
can I sail, far across the seas?
will you let
as a flower
eases its way from the sidewalks
i see it
its
as a flower, eases its way through the sidewalk, i
caught in a battle where we will always lose
its everyman
The timing was wrong, but sharp on the mark, breaking
I will explain like and ancient myth,
only for the interested.
I
i see why its so hard to see through a
set free
everything you need to let go
when we speak we
break! you are indeed the one i do not look
There's a boy who knows
where he's going
and where he's been
Why
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