In this sound, ballads that recall the scent of the wind, and my mind travels....stream of consciousness...like to be at a service station in the middle of the desert, or under a small umbrella in a summer storm, maybe you think what are you doing now, maybe change your mind about the past, maybe believe or not believe in the future...
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