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At your place You suspend my coat and my ethics By then i'm entering my stealth Working on selflessness Because you may hound Because you may roam You may find these unskippable moods all alone You may find that i'm not a bird lifting trees and stones
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
TakeMeOffIntoTheTrees
At your place You suspend my coat and my ethics By then i'm entering my stealth Working on selflessness Because you may hound Because you may roam You may find these unskippable moods all alone You may find that i'm not a bird lifting trees and stones
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Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
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