ARe we feeling so stupid sometimes, always hunting for the truth, or hunting throughout space, for the questions?
Are we really forgetting again? Or can we really echo, just trapped throughout the lost present and not really be "here", rather to instantly jump in forgetting why?
What kind of Spanish country is this anyways? Got the snakes, got the different kinds of kids running bearfoot throughout rusty nails and sidewalks, oh yeah the older people snatch them quick though, and you got an idol in the middle of the city, what is this?
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