I hate how time just stands still and rushes by all at once. What I am trying to say is: How long have I been here now? It feels like years but he hasn’t come back yet.
And they all went marching down to the ground to get out of the hole they had dug for themselves: dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-dum.
I’ll be the lantern guiding you there.
I wasn’t looking but you found me when I was too lost to know myself.
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