TigerLily
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make things difficult trying to test things which should not be touched but a glass baby upon the wall is bound and determined to touch this ground both feet on the ground... don't you touch don't you try the summer's here time to cry there's only a bit of time left time left to die. both feet on the ground... my hair is flapping in the wind taking away my wasted breath and maybe if i run fast run fast enough to leave this all behind my soul will take flight west. both feet on the ground... |
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