If I could bottle it and sell it, this euphoria I’m feeling, who would want it? I’m a pessimist that’s bordering on realness. Born to make you feel it. The Lord who’ll wake the heathens and immortals safely sleeping w/ enough force to shake the ceiling. I ought to face my demons, but I’ve never looked back, and though all it takes is decency – They’re friends of the past...
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