that one time (Remove filter)
This is how I feel when I see that one letter
Sleepy eyes stare into sleepy eyes
Hand that rotates on your back
Pulling from the slack
Everything is beautiful when light refracts
The moon is sleeping, and with eyes peeping
You feel the space growing
Wednesday 10th April 2019 5:36 am
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