"I'm alone now
with my thoughts
how we couldn't make it
how we couldn't get out
what we've been through
all of the trauma
smell of Nag Champa
shadow of a stranger
when I saw this journey,
what legends are made of
I cannot pretend
that the heartache falls away
it's just like a river
ooh, it's neverending
no I cannot pretend
that the heartache falls away"
-Fleetwood Mac, "Illume (9-11)"
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