Chaos in the world around,
Torn pieces of song and calm,
And still we leave to return, perhaps,
With a Neverland in the palm.
Torn pieces of song and calm,
And still we leave to return, perhaps,
With a Neverland in the palm.
Today I woke up with a bad-ish mood. It seems as if I had a lot of pent-up feelings that I wanted to tell someone. But it came out on the c...
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