Whole —
We talk
In nuance and innuendo
We know
We’re of the same whole
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You are behind the white house. A path leads into the forest to the east. In one corner of the house there is a small window which is slightly ajar.
We talk
In nuance and innuendo
We know
We’re of the same whole
Categorised as: [OC] Original Content | Blogs | Esoteric Nonsense | Lyrics, Poetry
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