Reflections of an Edgeless Artist.

welcome, close the door behind you.

There comes a time where every bird has to fly

at some point every rose has to die…

I’m sick of looking for those heroes in the sky.

Who teach us how to fly.

Together we cry we cry we cry.

So much sad gonna flood the ocean.

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