I guess it made sense.

"Of course, all I'll ever be is the wallflower. The one in the background, with only little to contribute in material. In this world of gold and plastic there is no room for the one on the side........

But.... what it seems you've forgotten, is, all of the secrets and truths lie in the silence and the still. And that, my friend, is where I've lived and learned. Though my palms are often empty, within my soul moves seas of stars and streams of gold. If only you were to see beyond the haze and hear beyond the static, because I do have so much to give and much to say....'"


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