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When You Want Me To Be Happy
Lying with Lego is like:
typing poems on a keyboard
and hearing music in your head.
Lying with music is like:
waking up in the morning
and you're still alive.
Lying with life is like:
that one kite on a string
against the metro pole
and somehow makes it lie.
Lying with you is like:
making poems with the wind.
When you want me to belong (be ...
Sunday 22nd December 2024 10:12 am
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