The legs cover ground like the miles within these aches make my wounds feel the difference has been well here it is here it is turnover the other stone generate what you make as a gesture for the moment taken upon to rest please don't take it on yourself its no-one's fault only like before please don't take it on yourself these arms take the strain of the trouble that's and if it's heavy then you'd tell just what to believe in if tripping up is your choice then you know you were never laughing supposing I could that you made it you've taken something.

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