He got up when everyone was sitting down,
From a hot country to a cold one.
The coldness blocked off his pain to return again.
His dad’s friends were echoing, what a lesson.
I should have been paying much closer attention.
I just felt his pain at a closer dimension,
What else was said that he didn’t mention?
Jun 13, 2024
Jun 13, 2024 at 2:17 AM UTC
He got up when everyone was sitting down,
From a hot country to a cold one.
The coldness blocked off his pain to return again.
His dad’s friends were echoing, what a lesson.
I should have been paying much closer attention.
I just felt his pain at a closer dimension,
What else was said that he didn’t mention?
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