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The yearn for self-fulfillment is really just a void that death fills I don’t believe in god but I drink spirits There’s a pulling feeling in the air It tells a story beyond our own despair True existence projected in the sun Reflected on the moon Spilled upon the mountains Caressed by fog and morning dew I float and hover Beneath me is no one Above me is everything I am the ghost of gloom and doom Yet to me, this is beautiful.
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May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 9:52 AM UTC
Gloom and doom
The yearn for self-fulfillment is really just a void that death fills I don’t believe in god but I drink spirits There’s a pulling feeling in the air It tells a story beyond our own despair True existence projected in the sun Reflected on the moon Spilled upon the mountains Caressed by fog and morning dew I float and hover Beneath me is no one Above me is everything I am the ghost of gloom and doom Yet to me, this is beautiful.
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May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 9:52 AM UTC
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