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my dreams are like getaways to the astral plains above the lights that can blind a blind man the silence that can make a sane person erratic oh my, my love did you hear all of them speak in hushed tones they said "make it come true, please"
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
Dreamers
my dreams are like getaways to the astral plains above the lights that can blind a blind man the silence that can make a sane person erratic oh my, my love did you hear all of them speak in hushed tones they said "make it come true, please"
A little help from a secret friend. Hope you see this.
nikkiav
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
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