One tree will bring us two, three, four...
Hasty and panicking...
We've spent all afternoon on this one line
"Never walk closer to what brings you here, never salvage what gave youy birth."
So lets empty all these cups, right into ourselves. Lets all be filled.
to the brink
so loneliness won't let us return. We will never believe in all that again....
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