There is so many people around.
How to find you in all of those places?
You were here, but I felt on the ground,
And were lost all the ways and the traces.
I forgot all the paths and way out.
I forgot how to be by myself.
No excuses, no judgement, no rout..
Down to dawn from the one and to twelve...
Lost
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