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Conflicted between two ideas.
A bustling city, the wide-eyed 24/7, the loud bustle, stern independence
A hushed wooded place next to a soothing river. Draping trees and porches. Creaking rocking chairs, daisy-chains, true love and soft light.
I have this feeling of an old soul dwelling deep in my chest. Its like I've seen this all before. Its almost like sitting, legs crossed, chin in hands, elbows on knees... just staring around never saying a word.
Hair long, stupid dog barking at the bugs, breeze blowing and crickets singing.
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I would love to have a simple home. Beautiful wood floors, a big four-post bed with crisp white sheets, fluffy pillows, and french doors leading to a balcony with flower pots and wind chimes.
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At the same time that I feel this old soul, I feel this angry thing that is never quite satisfied or relaxed.
I suppose my only dream is to have some form of calm and serenity deep at my center.
A bustling city, the wide-eyed 24/7, the loud bustle, stern independence
A hushed wooded place next to a soothing river. Draping trees and porches. Creaking rocking chairs, daisy-chains, true love and soft light.
I have this feeling of an old soul dwelling deep in my chest. Its like I've seen this all before. Its almost like sitting, legs crossed, chin in hands, elbows on knees... just staring around never saying a word.
Hair long, stupid dog barking at the bugs, breeze blowing and crickets singing.
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I would love to have a simple home. Beautiful wood floors, a big four-post bed with crisp white sheets, fluffy pillows, and french doors leading to a balcony with flower pots and wind chimes.
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At the same time that I feel this old soul, I feel this angry thing that is never quite satisfied or relaxed.
I suppose my only dream is to have some form of calm and serenity deep at my center.