Untitled - April 27, 2001 I am weary of all the things that surround me. The gilded cage that reminds me of the world beyond here. The bare sustenance that means I will see tomorrow but maybe not next year.
Untitled - April 27, 2001 I am weary of all the things that surround me. The gilded cage that reminds me of the world beyond here. The bare sustenance that means I will see tomorrow but maybe not next year.
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