Dec 2014
I always smile at those i pass
meet the eyes, for who knows what spark
may catch tinder and flame
though flame never catches
on indifferent stone
and they're eyes are ever cast downwards
meet the eyes, for who knows what spark
may catch tinder and flame
though flame never catches
on indifferent stone
and they're eyes are ever cast downwards
(The world)
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