Your words are like a starry night; gorgeous, and yet far. I wonder how you can utter them so, with out care of whose prying eyes indulge. I wonder if these words really have some purpose in my word. For its the structure of the ocean. The last crumb, holds all. Taken by words of a short boy...
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I wonder how you can utter them so, with out care of whose prying eyes indulge.
I wonder if these words really have some purpose in my word.
For its the structure of the ocean.
The last crumb, holds all.
Taken by words of a short boy...
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