praying for the chance to be back there again.
back when the air held some sort of purity of moment.
when there was no need for force.
everything just eased itself into frames and onto shelves.
and instead of beating one dead horse with another...i'll just keep the rest to myself.
"it takes you back though...doesn't it?" yeah it does.
back when the air held some sort of purity of moment.
when there was no need for force.
everything just eased itself into frames and onto shelves.
and instead of beating one dead horse with another...i'll just keep the rest to myself.
"it takes you back though...doesn't it?" yeah it does.
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