Merry-go-round.
In the process, in the waiting I found myself lost yet a melody kept playing and is going on.
In the process, in the waiting I found myself lost yet a melody kept playing and is going on.
In the process, love can go out but cannot come in. The intangible fears held one's back, creating a hovers beneath. Something penetrate their vulnerable emotional barriers.. That something....
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