i wake up at noon
running down the stairs
on my heart was you
n the memories of ours
yearned to be recalled
what's the best for you and i
should i turn myself into a bear
sitting on your shelf listening to your demo
or you can turn yourself into a fan
cooling the broiling heat down and making me happy
in this world full of people
rumbling on a street is me
off
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