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The Sun is so warm That the grass is very green, And here's panda bear!
Trapped. I'm trapped. Unable to move Unable to think Unable Helpless as the tide washes over And I feel like my skin is on fire My body hurts Every step sends electricy
I've planned my whole life. I'm always looking ahead. I've forgotten the present. I have to stop And look around me look behind me slow down breathe study
If the flowers stopped blooming and the cold never came, I wouldn't mindII'd whine night and day, and realistically wouldn't be able to handle it, but I wouldn't mind.