Set me free, just let me fall through the sky
let me live, even if it means i die
there’s a light in the distance, but it’s hard to see
and i don’t know if it’s heaven or it’s hunting me.
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Kez (Pseudonym) (
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Friend or foe we never know. Life means death and the light of knowledge means the pain of responsibility. A wonderful short and a fave
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