i once swallowed up the worlds oceans looking for a drink
still, my thirst was greater than all the mouths in arid lands i've never seen
then i met you
still, my thirst was greater than all the mouths in arid lands i've never seen
then i met you
i was thinking of you but not quite in the normal sense (boxes) inside each of us is a place for quiet things like gardens of simp...
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