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At many times, i find myself stepping barefoot onto the hard, dry grass. god's breath sends a chill up my spine as my neck, my entire body burns.
It's a pleasant thought: are there stories to be found? Is there a reason for me to stay here? i am baking in this sun, but refuse to leave. I'll walk this road, that I have made, step on the stones that have stepped on me, until you come.
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sometimes
i feel like a dead end
and sometimes
i wish i don't depend on the sun to turn me on
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I'd walk slow on the warm days
looking for some open shade
i can't exploit my thoughts
and keep to myself
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when this world has filtered out it's agitation
the sun pours a smile over her face
and the breeze carresses the feeling
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'and the whole place didn't look the same that night'
During The coldest hour
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I grew up poor, despised school, and have nothing but contempt for these new generations. I am not special.)
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At many times, i find myself stepping barefoot onto the hard, dry grass. god's breath sends a chill up my spine as my neck, my entire body burns.
It's a pleasant thought: are there stories to be found? Is there a reason for me to stay here? i am baking in this sun, but refuse to leave. I'll walk this road, that I have made, step on the stones that have stepped on me, until you come.
i'll listen to your thoughts, if you'll remember mine. In the dry night we will be silent, and the stars will stare back at us and we will say, 'we have a reason.'
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