Sometimes its just so difficult to pretend.. Or even to be yourself.
To stay out of home.. To be disconnected... From another set of mortals.
There's a battle.. Moment to moment..
To work, laugh, love..
To live. To survive..
A part of us always loves the free spirit.. A part of us doesn't want to talk about our past....
To stay out of home.. To be disconnected... From another set of mortals.
There's a battle.. Moment to moment..
To work, laugh, love..
To live. To survive..
A part of us always loves the free spirit.. A part of us doesn't want to talk about our past....
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