they say that tomorrow'll always be better. i hope, i pray.
i wish you could hear what i'm hearing right now, because it is the sweetest sound in the world.
day light is climbing the walls
cars start, feet walk the halls
the world awakes, and now i'll be safe
at least in the light of day
+listening to: nothing
Sunday, December 6
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