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My mind my soul my spirit runs free as the blowing wind but the rain can bring a downpour a slightly depressing tinge of grey and black surrounds the sky it gets hard to breathe there is no point me lying here if you’re not lying with me
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 3:31 AM UTC
Downpour
My mind my soul my spirit runs free as the blowing wind but the rain can bring a downpour a slightly depressing tinge of grey and black surrounds the sky it gets hard to breathe there is no point me lying here if you’re not lying with me
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 3:31 AM UTC
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