Should we ever die before we wake//That's one less path we will blindly take...
Be
Mist slumbers low around the ankles of the earth...
Humming Along
Here I am, aimlessly humming along...
The Mist
Be the thing that others must brave...
Should we ever die before we wake//That's one less path we will blindly take...
Mist slumbers low around the ankles of the earth...
Here I am, aimlessly humming along...
Be the thing that others must brave...
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