Momentum, boundaries, foresight, bass, rhythm.
Water, purification, realignment, resignation, calm.
Slow songs. Solitude through all.
Vulnerability, sensitivity, fear, trust, fear. Trust. Fear.
Solitude.
Lying and listening to music that tugs at your heart and makes you sleep.
Life will be as it will. I feel so young, but so old.
Nameless cravings... for food? Hardly. For action, maybe. For change. For a break from lethargy? Yeah, alright. Maybe there's just a weight to be lifted.
Goodbye, for now.
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