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I want to see what I can’t see I want to have what I can’t have I want to touch what I can’t reach I want to hold what’s beside me Looking at the people on the sreet Thier faces and outfits What are they wondering? Do they listen? When the fabric tells a story Are dreams realities? Or some greek tragities? I saw smoke coming out of a building Fire burning down the roads People screaming Shouting and pushing Mama! help me! The spider is kniting a nightmare Everybody on this streer is tapping on this giant web String to string, connecting From the distance I realize I'm not one of them I’m alone I never wanted to be the spider And still I wonder
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Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:02 AM UTC
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I want to see what I can’t see I want to have what I can’t have I want to touch what I can’t reach I want to hold what’s beside me Looking at the people on the sreet Thier faces and outfits What are they wondering? Do they listen? When the fabric tells a story Are dreams realities? Or some greek tragities? I saw smoke coming out of a building Fire burning down the roads People screaming Shouting and pushing Mama! help me! The spider is kniting a nightmare Everybody on this streer is tapping on this giant web String to string, connecting From the distance I realize I'm not one of them I’m alone I never wanted to be the spider And still I wonder
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Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:02 AM UTC
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