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If anything can speak to me A river cuts through, the rocks and we Stand in blissful silence backs to the afternoon I am over soon A certain purpose fills the lungs Eternal feasting upon my tongue The sideways dust that fills our footsteps until they disappear We were never here

Light it up Ah, light it up Another hit erases all the pain Bulletproof Ah, kill the truth You're falling, but you think you're flying high High again

"Black / Then / White are / All I see / In my infancy / Red and yellow then came to be / Reaching out to me / Lets me see."

Oh, can it be? The voices calling me They get lost and out of time I should've seen it glow But everybody knows That a broken heart is blind That a broken heart is blind

that sucks!

Bitcoin will be 100k this year

good stuff!

Flying planes!

Rock!

Torpor - a state of physical or mental inactivity; lethargy.

I agree!