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My Favourite Directors Because everyone wants to sort things. What’s the ultra-alpha and who are the betas?! Who am I? An assh...
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My grandfather was out of control but wouldn’t let things go. Things . Belongings. My silver-haired grandmother was a control ...
Nice song. I analyzed the lyrics a bit. So its about being stuck inside the city rain and yearning for desert skies so he/she could see the stars. And noticing that their partner has been slowly drifting away from when they used to shine. Suggesting they miss the partner that they fell in love with.
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