...spring awakening in bucharest.oh how i would have loved to stay!
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i sit in the window
watching my days
from a safe distance
clock towers toll
and i'm frozen
every instant
backward i brood
and forward i dream
for figments of existence
it can’t be saved
it’s already lost
it thrives on
my resistance.
we are bound
and marching to
an ever static
distance
backward i brood
and forward i dream
for figments of
existence
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"backward i brood and forward i dream for figments of existence"
eblouée
i sit in the window
watching my days
from a safe distance
clock towers toll
and i'm frozen
every instant
backward i brood
and forward i dream
for figments of existence
it can’t be saved
it’s already lost
it thrives on
my resistance.
we are bound
and marching to
an ever static
distance
backward i brood
and forward i dream
for figments of
existence
push play for the soundtrack of this blog.
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