When nights have not fallen yet, and mornings have not risen yet,
Will all the time in between be spent with you?
You, the one that I cannot touch and be touched by,
Will this distance become less during this time?
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC
When nights have not fallen yet, and mornings have not risen yet,
Will all the time in between be spent with you?
You, the one that I cannot touch and be touched by,
Will this distance become less during this time?
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