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cabin game part 2

there's a girl - well she once told me -
love a lot yeah but live even more -
and before this i went so boldly
but i see now my vision was wrong,
we are only living for people,
love and beauty are what we live for,
my cheerful individuality
so cold, so dead, so flawed.

to sit of a morning drinking coffee
smoking cigarettes and talking philosophy,
to sit of an evening discussing the world,
smoking joints and drinking whiskys,
that wood-made cabin
in some gone lost mountain,
guitars, conversation, singing, writing, laughing, loving, fucking, dreaming, hoping, thinking, asking, solving,
fuck it, just talking and laughing.
Written by ofthemountayne (otm)
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