This is how it should start.
An end.
Alone without a friend.
It’s not why, but when.
Then everything comes together.
A new cycle, a sweet chapter.
Traffic in My Mind
Swimming in the place where imagination is the only key to make it real
This is how it should start.
An end.
Alone without a friend.
It’s not why, but when.
Then everything comes together.
A new cycle, a sweet chapter.
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