appearances are ambiguous, tres

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

All Good Things (Come To An End)

"Honestly what will become of me
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
We miss everything daydreaming"

...

"Traveling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why" --Nelly Furtado



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