seeds

So many memories
so much empty
it's all lonesome rides
to take you back to me
I didn't anticipate the different kind of high
but now I'm here and I'd say the question is why do we live forever?

It was a dream.
it was potential.
but I care.
Wrapped in seeds.
Wrapped in seeds.

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