It's just this thing is heavy. How could anyone hold all of it & not melt.
But it's more like a language. Once you're in it you never get out...I climbed out the window just to look at the stars.
That's how I found out I was a squirrel. That's how I lost my tail, the only thing I was great at.
I know I was put here for a reason, but I spend most days just missing everybody.
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