Notes
Thoughts in the forest of your mind. Trees towering above the flat plain of your truth; a truth you've designed. Like the intricate groundwork of pine needles and leaves on soil, the ridged edges of a pine cone, the full texture of bark on a tree. You are complex, you are simple, you are ugly and imperfect and flawed without remorse. You are human, fully, but often unaware.
These are songs to be human to.
Be Your Higher Self // Charlie Higher
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