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New York
I was never into New York
I seemed to chase the swarm
Truth only interested me
And sometimes it was inhuman
Cruel
Cold
In other words I was ice.
I seemed to chase the swarm
Truth only interested me
And sometimes it was inhuman
Cruel
Cold
In other words I was ice.
Published 17th May 2024
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