the calming trickle
slowly wear him out
or watch-out storm.
i caroused between
Do not ask me questions because i have no answers. My head is full of doubts. I do not seek fame. I require answers. Need someone to figure me out? My eyes cursed and my heart failing to comprehend where i am heading, unleashed from the chains that bound.
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