Endless trees worthy of some cult
So broke
Isn't it for apes to be rooted
Your eyes make all the misery come worthwhile
Yet all I want is to rid of them
[:Travelling heart don't go away:]
In the instant you know the feeling of time passing
The line continues to take itself and draw
The mirror will be gone tomorrow
No memory
Airborne sickness cannot go away
[:Travelling heart don't go away:]

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