All In Range

i close my eyes and look for mountains. alone i see the stars. somewhere i hear my name. all in all it’s all in range. take it on for all mistakes and past unpleasant pleas. no glory in un-futures made, no blessings by the sea. again i’ll scrape the stars in silent me.

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