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I will listen to the words dripping down your chin, but will you do the same to me?

Thoughts of myself in relation to the world.

Her body melts into dismal, drab hues.

The song Heavy Metal Drummer by Wilco made me have a moment of clarity about someone.

First imagining to be with someone, then actually being able to love him.

Let your lovers lie in silence and walk on.

Wishing for someone to understand yourself.

Tired with people, in love with nature.

The enthusiasm to explore, live and love.

And when it comes down to it, we still meet the same end. What is the point?