hello there,
I knew you'd be listening and glistening in the dark so I could find you.
You feelings let me down ... all upon sounds of small darlings craving for a way to spend and flow...
the night breeds the solemnity and solidarity we need to show the masses breaking their apathy.
With haste.
Cause time is all that lie that haunts the early thoughts.
You count, you quantify and justify the hulking of the role.
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