It's been yet another year.
Sometimes I wonder,
If I were to follow you...
But no, I guess not.
It's been too long,
And the sun still hasn't risen.
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Today, of all days.
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Tomorrow is another day.
NAVIGATION
REWIND AND REWIND AND REWIND
He is a strange specimen. Poet, guitarist, writer, and an avid freak. He enjoys long midnight walks and quiet contemplation, and going on food runs with his friends. Please use caution when approaching this individual - he is known to eat children and engage strangers in complex philosophical questions.
He is a strange specimen. Poet, guitarist, writer, and an avid freak. He enjoys long midnight walks and quiet contemplation, and going on food runs with his friends. Please use caution when approaching this individual - he is known to eat children and engage strangers in complex philosophical questions.
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