death and whiskey
Sleep is trying to remember the sound your body makes when I am asleep. Forgetting its maker, snow hides from the last unseen tree. No hound ever thought there are too many hounds.
Can place
be cruel
No
Sleep is trying to remember the sound your body makes when I am asleep. Forgetting its maker, snow hides from the last unseen tree. No hound ever thought there are too many hounds.
Can place
be cruel
No
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