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Description
This picture just makes me think of that song "Free:"

Staring at the dark again, you left your silhouette upon my pillow
Right inside the night, Im waiting for the light, seems like
Im in the middle
Workin for something that I cant touch and sometimes
Cant even believe in - woh
Cradled by the hands of fate the faith that
Sometimes wraps around too tight - so tight
They call me free - but I call me a fool
They call me free - but I call me a fool

Description
This picture just makes me think of that song "Free:"

Staring at the dark again, you left your silhouette upon my pillow
Right inside the night, Im waiting for the light, seems like
Im in the middle
Workin for something that I cant touch and sometimes
Cant even believe in - woh
Cradled by the hands of fate the faith that
Sometimes wraps around too tight - so tight
They call me free - but I call me a fool
They call me free - but I call me a fool