Distance
Feeling the world through the soft exoskeleton forming
Still swaying to the sound of music
From inside my self created bliss
I cannot see you
Only remember your face
If you again can reach me
That will be your own fate
May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 1:35 AM UTC
Distance
Feeling the world through the soft exoskeleton forming
Still swaying to the sound of music
From inside my self created bliss
I cannot see you
Only remember your face
If you again can reach me
That will be your own fate
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