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Oh Hurdle mine,
You gentle dream:
Soothe my eyes
And ears
With humming songs,
Some lullaby.Morality! Question not,
Why this Hurdle mine
He stands so stiffly and still,
Unwavering in my path
As still I stand.
Oh Hurdle mine
You make me dream
Of better times,
Yet make me stop.These sore tooth days
Of false soothsaying wishes
Say: “It gets better,
Oh it will,”
Repeats you Hurdle mine.
And you tell me: “with one another,
We can go quite far in life,”
Standing together,
Standing still. -
The Five Stairsteps - O-o-h Child
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i think i’m having a panic attack
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I’m just an Asian artist trying to live some wild homo-filled goth dream
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