The end is a beginning for forward travel
Finding a way is happening and i just don't care
I have just stopped trying and wish for something to happen
I'm done doing anything
I won't do anything it is up to the world to do something
My only friend is a 12 gauge on my back, while i wait for the world to close in on me
It seems so surreal...
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