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I rest, I rest, Under the sun. No way, no way, It can't burn. I look up, It looks down. The glare, the glare, I speak out my prayer. The sun, the sun, I want to be there. The grass silky beneath, As I blindly stare.
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Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 2:02 PM UTC
Sun
I rest, I rest, Under the sun. No way, no way, It can't burn. I look up, It looks down. The glare, the glare, I speak out my prayer. The sun, the sun, I want to be there. The grass silky beneath, As I blindly stare.
#sun#rest#passion#glare#burn#aim
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gunnika
21/F/India
Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 2:02 PM UTC
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