Sometimes, I just run out of steam. Actually, that’s not true, sometimes, I just shut it down.
Writing to write, listening to the Blues.
Sometimes, I just want to be alone, to worry about my own things.
I wonder how you are doing. I hope you get over those things that cause you concern. I wait for the day that I’ll get to see you.
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It’s something new and it’s bothering me.
what do you want, who do you wanna be,
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how do you want to contribute to this beautiful world how do you want to
reflect the glory of God how can you honor your mother where will your name
be wri...
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