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Sounds gather around me Softness within these roots Yearning to sit down and listen But first I kick off my boots Now the music is ending However the ..
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Numbness People looking People staring People whispering People hating They don't know who I am They don't care what I say They f**k around with my mi..
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Four tree's alone under a red sky What I want to see before I die All the brown leaves bend towards the door Reaching for openness evermore The elder ..
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Just a little piece i wrote after getting ston*d with a few friends.
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