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Running through fields
of nightmares
catching bites
of falling sun
how golden and round
are your lips
like two heroes they
save me from drowning
this One takes my hands
saves my Life.
:: 08.15.2020 ::
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Running through fields
of nightmares
catching bites
of falling sun
how golden and round
are your lips
like two heroes they
save me from drowning
this One takes my hands
saves my Life.
:: 08.15.2020 ::
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