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This is what it is Running in my dreams Hands crushing flowers To smell what it means I climb branches to peak No fear of the fall A glimpse of your face Just to lose it all I'm in these frail states Life and death Don't know which one begins While the other one ends
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Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC
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This is what it is Running in my dreams Hands crushing flowers To smell what it means I climb branches to peak No fear of the fall A glimpse of your face Just to lose it all I'm in these frail states Life and death Don't know which one begins While the other one ends
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valbona
F/Chicago
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC
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