The world is so small, till it aint
- niemand
- 6. Nov. 2024
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
Stumblin away, never thought to run
Do I prosper, under the glazing sun
Looking for chances, searching for more
Faces on faces, many I adore
Physically tired, not mentally drained
A picture of the world, for myself I paint
Guided by hunger, though walking blind
Will I keep stumblin, with you on my mind
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