7946 tonnes of lead
In my head, the ideas for my next write-up ricochet about My pen and pencils lie on expectant paper I'll be damned if I don't go all out I will paint the most energetic and immersive story scape, yeah My eyes light up at the audacious idea I never did understand how my table could suddenly feel a thousand miles out My body feels like 7946 tonnes of lead My mind whispers, "No. let's stay in bed"
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