Unattached
A feather without a bird
A leaf without a tree
A cave without any insects
What a life would all this be?
To blow around, or just exist
For nothingness to see
That is how I feel
Of a life without Wesley.
A leaf without a tree
A cave without any insects
What a life would all this be?
To blow around, or just exist
For nothingness to see
That is how I feel
Of a life without Wesley.
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