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Hovering where here On the edge of a mountain Holding steady fast A tired high, a subtle cliff A calling fall which rings out
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 5:40 AM UTC
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Hovering where here On the edge of a mountain Holding steady fast A tired high, a subtle cliff A calling fall which rings out
This one is about that lost feeling when you're traveling between work and personal time. Stuck between repetitious duty and selfish desire.
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colmistoirm
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 5:40 AM UTC
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