we used to be friends, we used to be inner circle, i don't understand, what have i become to you. take my good words turn it backwards, turn your back on me. is it absurd for me to hurt, when everything else is free?
My stillness is making waves that resonate with my subconscious. "Time will pass anyway" - make it count. Count for something greater than mundane. People seek comfort, but this is the root of idleness and content is the rewind button to aspiration.
Do the free stuff in life, and you will set yourself free.
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