Listen carefully, the fall and rise struggling to be heard. This song was familiar, full of loneliness an old ballad imprisoned in his ghost.

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Listen carefully, the fall and rise struggling to be heard. This song was familiar, full of loneliness an old ballad imprisoned in his ghost.
Her heart was struggling to smile, if only I had not loved the wrong guy.
Time is clouding the world into a deep exhausting nap; new earth is struggling, running clockwise.