Your own reality is based on how the birds sing at night, faint little voices calling your name, take this day and build a city at the edge of your delusions, the tree tops seem to be the only level minded creatures
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
Your own reality is based on how the birds sing at night, faint little voices calling your name, take this day and build a city at the edge of your delusions, the tree tops seem to be the only level minded creatures
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