orange
sky
silent
cold
lake
trees
steal
light
I sit in a cabin and think
or wonder where the hell you went
the other night
and why you didn't come back
if you ever will
and does it even matter
to anyone but me
or wonder where the hell you went
the other night
and why you didn't come back
if you ever will
and does it even matter
to anyone but me
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