Just very far away, came anywhere landscapes

Record life
I go on, I must go
My songs
Dry roads, At the heart
There are conflicts morning
If I pick up something
I still get blown away
I always lost
Always hurt
Does not always
Excessively dense eyes} somewhat dark
Cries miles
Once away from the car,
Joints joint pain mistakes
I come to you.
author: @ladylay
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