"Life can only mean hardly anything. All I'll ever be is hardly settled in." - Neighbourhood band.

"But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." - Yeats poet.
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Emerald Ice by DarknessGone
Emerald Ice
Quietly a man finds himself lost, and bleeds internally.
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