
All dressed, and nowhere to go…
I float around, but am not allowed entry to any planet.
It is the age of distrust, I hear…
All dressed, and nowhere to go…
I float around, but am not allowed entry to any planet.
It is the age of distrust, I hear…
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six feet
under
over
cough
rough
patch
cold milk
and mother s memory~
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