i havent found him yet, but im looking.

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come fall asleep with me in tall wheat fields, they are spilling out milkywhites and dancing seeds and they are calling for our company. when the air is still, our love will be fast. like the electric circuts in telephone wires tied with red paper kisses. we can burn our hearts into ashes, and shoot them off into the sky. friends for the moons,

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awyey

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you are so beautiful.