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when it becomes my burden i walk. among contained trees and grass that was laid there the pigeons don't look at me. the bells in my thrall head are ringing and i'm afraid i like their iron sound.
i'd like to be quiet for a while finding you. i'd like to be telling you how i navigate my doubts and dreams.
i'd like to be quiet for a while finding you. i'd like to be telling you how i navigate my doubts and dreams.