Sep 2022
its like the trees are
listening to me now
sitting in their shade
the moss pulls me in
down the rabbit hole i go
falling to the depths
i hit the ground running
and have never looked back
listening to me now
sitting in their shade
the moss pulls me in
down the rabbit hole i go
falling to the depths
i hit the ground running
and have never looked back
(20/F)
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