I sit here and think to myself, "what's been the truth and what's been lies". As I listen to the powerful music and lyrics of a solo man and his guitar play in the background, I can imagine the deepest black clouds, a bitter cold breeze shocking my skin, the rain stinging like thoudasands of rocks pelting my face with a meaningful vengeance, a
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