I trace the outline of your face,
As I wipe away the day’s dust;
To ponder the future,
And what it holds for us.
Narcos claims me thus.
I trace the outline of your face,
As I wipe away the day’s dust;
To ponder the future,
And what it holds for us.
Narcos claims me thus.
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