SANNA JÄVLA ORD
" My father he told me what goes around,
Comes, comes around again
The faces you see on the way up
Are those on the way back down, my friend
But you've been climbing shoulders around you
Trying to reach the big blue sky
And all above you is just the blackness, darling
And everything below you dies "
- Ben Howard
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