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Gray Maze
The look on your face puzzles me
I sometimes wish that I could jump into your brain
And walk around in that gray maze
Not caring if I ever find my way out
The look on your face puzzles me
I sometimes wish that I could jump into your brain
And walk around in that gray maze
Not caring if I ever find my way out
This is such an intense image of love and sacrifice intermixed. Where does one end and the other begin?