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transcending: an evolution of self
I once found shelter in burning bridges,
under where you left pieces of yourself
scattered... in the all around never ending of me..
....you've only yet to find the winds still whisper my name
.......as if it hasnt always been written on the tip of your tongue
under where you left pieces of yourself
scattered... in the all around never ending of me..
....you've only yet to find the winds still whisper my name
.......as if it hasnt always been written on the tip of your tongue
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