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i owe a mixtape to the forest
i owe him a lifetime of complexities
i owe a mixtape to the earth
i owe her a series of missed opportunities
i owe a mixtape to the forest
i owe him a lifetime of complexities
i owe a mixtape to the earth
i owe her a series of misopportunities
Branches of lies, that are what I believe to exist, in a particular way. Deep roots result good branches and good trunks definitely are not easy to break.
everything is stirred up in my mind. Every single breath that i took and every single thing that is inside my stomach. It stirs to the point that it hurts, thinking about how it never even got my attention before.
Living your life is never an easy thing. You fall, you stand up and go, things go in your life, then later on go away. It's so difficult to define why there's so much difficulty in living our life, in a right way.
I've been patient for the past few years, but it seems like being patient pained me to the core of my bones. Wait patiently, patient in facing you, everything seems so difficult and distant. Being patient is torturous.