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In my dreams you lead me by the hand and we run we run to places the world is too afraid to visit abandoned and dark. You hold me and tell me there's no other we dance in the rain slip in the mud we visit the ocean. The moon doesn't give the ocean a rest much like you with my heart.
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Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
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In my dreams you lead me by the hand and we run we run to places the world is too afraid to visit abandoned and dark. You hold me and tell me there's no other we dance in the rain slip in the mud we visit the ocean. The moon doesn't give the ocean a rest much like you with my heart.
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21/F/South Africa
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
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