where?

 the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing  the walls are echoing 

im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound im lost in sound 

all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words all these words 

let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go 

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