Dirt
Realization is like thunder It comes after the lightning strikes
Nothing is ever really dirty It's just stuff on top of stuff
Does it say a lot about us That we regard the rest of the world as filth?
Realization is like thunder It comes after the lightning strikes
Nothing is ever really dirty It's just stuff on top of stuff
Does it say a lot about us That we regard the rest of the world as filth?
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