Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond measure.
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for you, Glen Coco
Smokes filled the air and I’m struggling to breathe. Let them be calm, so I finally can sleep. Everything you intended to say, don’t go back on your words. You always said you’d tell me first.
Verse after endless verse, I can’t escape the echoed words. I long to find a cure for the feeling I find in these chords. I smile as it burns.
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