And we sit with the debris of desires in our hands. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
I have to walk miles to touch your soul.Already my feet are bleeding .
I am looking for it too. So a journey shared will be a journey halved.
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I have to walk miles to touch your soul.Already my feet are bleeding .
I am looking for it too. So a journey shared will be a journey halved.
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