With fingertips touched the sky and the toes touching the ground. I rose to infinity with closed eyes and open them in the light blinded me. Where
thought I was going to go?
No one could cover everything. I risked off the ground and climbing like a helium balloon.
not easy to take my hand when my steps are so unpredictable.
All I do is say no and wait in a city in flames.
O
empty tables.
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