Practice.
Sit.
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Cry.
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Second Guess.
Cry.
Practice.
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I just want to burn off hot and bright
Get it, get it…
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3 comments:
Perfect. That's the way to wear it out.
i want to do this too. but i'm scared.
you're pretty brave, yo.
Ah, I hear you.
Maybe there is no right way to do this and we so we can't fail.
Just to be there, sitting, and let it all be what it is - you rock.
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