i am home
oceans separate continents
people say good bye
people die
we are made of glass
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About Me
- sparrow
- a-travelin' to see the world, it's people, it's spontaneous bursts of life, and cut down the veil between me and the world. i'm on the road because my feet want to move and my ears want to hear your stories
1 comment:
nu uh. people are not made of glass.
we are all made of stars.
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