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his words take my breath away his stars are not my stars and there are worlds in-between so i come back and i sit and trace all the letters slow, slow i let my heart wander just far enough to feel the mountain air singing feels like flying from the pines on the mountain his words take my breath away and i don't mind much
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 3:19 AM UTC
the problem with poets
his words take my breath away his stars are not my stars and there are worlds in-between so i come back and i sit and trace all the letters slow, slow i let my heart wander just far enough to feel the mountain air singing feels like flying from the pines on the mountain his words take my breath away and i don't mind much
emily-burns
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 3:19 AM UTC
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