Voiceless cries.
Clustered head Pacing heart Unsteady hands Short of breath. I ponder over nothing Yet I have everything to ponder over. What thoughts, What ideas, Walk in and out, …
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Clustered head Pacing heart Unsteady hands Short of breath. I ponder over nothing Yet I have everything to ponder over. What thoughts, What ideas, Walk in and out, …
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