in the night
sit look up
but no pass
because she’s he’s
yeah, so go on
to empty box of home
until you breathe the
something that you are
looking for.
but no pass
because she’s he’s
yeah, so go on
to empty box of home
until you breathe the
something that you are
looking for.
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