A thousand thoughts run through my head.
Pain perhaps, perhaps not dead.
What happens when the sound of your voice drifts away, a cherished balloon in the wind?
What happens when I cannot remember?
What
What
What
What happens when?
Pain perhaps, perhaps not dead.
What happens when the sound of your voice drifts away, a cherished balloon in the wind?
What happens when I cannot remember?
What
What
What
What happens when?



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