"this life is really going to the blues
but i keep on moving, i don't know why
can anyone stop me from turning in circles?
might as well be naive"
He's into poetry again. He hides his smile once more, gazes at the sable parts of the room and wears his black shirt again.... He's in a state of dreary, plunged into desolation. He stares at the picture of memory and puts his thoughts running again.... He is looking for something. He wonders and lays on his bed, works hard to deceive his sentiments but the tick tocks keep increasing....
A Naive Story Of An Uncertain Life
"this life is really going to the blues
but i keep on moving, i don't know why
can anyone stop me from turning in circles?
might as well be naive"
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