The world is getting smaller day by day, I think. Don't you think?
back to coffinback to the boxnothingSoul's travelingTo the unknown deserts8000 km away from the forestback to coffinback to the boxnothing
That Box of yours,its hundred layers oftissue paper,coffee stain,and your sighs:records can't be deletedof that forlorn song,that life left behind,and that vow.
ehm ehm...
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That Box of yours,
its hundred layers of
tissue paper,
coffee stain,
and your sighs:
records can't be deleted
of that forlorn song,
that life left behind,
and that vow.
ehm ehm...