Fireworks. All I Have To Offer Is My Own Confusion. When We Stand On Each Other We Block Out The Sun. Fuegos artificiales. Todo lo que tenemos que ofrecer es mi propia confusión. Cuando nos encontramos en uno al otro que tapar el so ...
...It's comforting to know not much has changed From the fields we used to roam to sneak into those two abandoned homes Everyone's a writer I just have a general block
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