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To hear bells calling your name.
The sun is chiming.
Currently I feel like I have no love,
emitting from myself,or to me.
I only want to be alone now.
Since that's the only thing
that could slightly rest this wandering mind.
A traveling soul,
an artist's soul,
I travel everywhere.
But I really want a place to stay,
and me sedintary.
Like a rock,
the oh so smooth skin.
To be me