thunderstorms.
i keep running through the forest.
nothing is chasing me.
but i still run.
raindrops
go
pit
er
pa
t
e
r.
i keep running through the forest.
nothing is chasing me.
but i still run.
raindrops
go
pit
er
pa
t
e
r.
I must be me, I'm in my head
Black birds are circling my bed
I must be me, I must be me
"le
af
a:;go
e
s wh
IrlI
n
.g"
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