Fireworks. All I Have To Offer Is My Own Confusion. When We Stand On Each Other We Block Out The Sun. Vuurwerke. Al wat ek het om te bied is my eie Verwarring. Wanneer Ons Staan op mekaar Ons Blok die son.
...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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