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That's quite ironic. Something eddies in me.
I entrust my body to it. Unchanging days.

i was looking up the smoke
I found a spider gazing me through a gap in the smoke.
as if myself losing the way to go
I can't move like the butterfly caught in the web.

I would play into your hand, if I struggle.

how long do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.
how long do you keep me as a preservative food?
it's your territory

I'm a wingless bipolar

how long do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.
how long do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.

There's a reality behind the window
the rain drops are like tick
If you wait a little longer, I would fly, before the smoke would be gone.

Text přidal Devilhell

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