I WAS LAYING DOWN CONTEMPLATING REAL DEEP THOUGHTS, NO SOUNDS JUST UNFILTERED SILENCE, STILL I COULD HEAR EVERY WORD THAT I DON'T RECALL BEING A ARTIST AT THE TIME BUT SOME HOW I BROUGHT THIS BLANK CANVAS TO LIFE... NOW I'M RESPECTIVELY REMBERED BY THE THINGS I ONLY WROTE ABOUT YOU....
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