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i sit in this spot, the darkness surrounding me, wrapping me up like a heavy wool cloak. things on my mind, its the same every day, like a movie that just plays and plays and plays. what is this i feel, a feeling of cold wind swirling threw my hair sending chills down my spine. the cloak isnt warm enough, it just flaps even though i pull it tighter. suffication is what i feel now, got to get loose, let me breath. let me feel the air wrap around my lungs, in and out, counting my breaths as they leave and come. waiting for the morning, for the sun to come out, take this chill away. i wanna hear ...Read the full of Wanting