PJ Harding
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Let's establish a baseline: suffering
Let’s establish a direction: degrading
Let's establish a reason: nothing
Yet the flower on the mountain blooms
And there was never really anyone there
And I believed everything I felt
And I believed it all disappeared
And that is why it all disappeared
And there was never really anyone there