The Economist

K Sera

Compositor: Não Disponível

I’ve run out of pages
No room for words to grow
And take on a meaning
For someone to call their own
Excuse my advances
I can’t control my tongue
It’s hard pressed and desperate
To break free and see the world
If I had the answers here
Would you really want to know?
Was all of this worth it?
Does anyone care at all?

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