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I'm out of rhythm I'm tired of dancing. Its hard to breathe. And I got a marathon to run. Every morning. My legs are tired. And I'm aching. I wish I could let go of the heavy burden. The load I'm carrying. But somehow The boulder talks back to me. He says I need him to keep my gravity. Because without him I will fly So fast to the moon. I will die from it.
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Dec 29, 2021
Dec 29, 2021 at 1:41 PM UTC
Gravity
I'm out of rhythm I'm tired of dancing. Its hard to breathe. And I got a marathon to run. Every morning. My legs are tired. And I'm aching. I wish I could let go of the heavy burden. The load I'm carrying. But somehow The boulder talks back to me. He says I need him to keep my gravity. Because without him I will fly So fast to the moon. I will die from it.
kelly-rai
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Dec 29, 2021
Dec 29, 2021 at 1:41 PM UTC
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