Water flows through me
And you, and them, and this Earth
Like it belongs here
Water flows through me
And you, and them, and this Earth
Like it belongs here
Rules aren’t meant to be
broken. But are we really
meant to follow rules?
A noisy dinner
Surrounded by these strangers
And their families
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There are two types of,
Well, people I suppose, right?
Only two really.