Every somnambulist must find alone, a thorny path-
through, encircling hedges of dark night and gloom;
between dreams and reality's abyss, mine has a beacon,
with my eyes wide shut, I walk toYou, my only flame!
Sep 13, 2012
Sep 13, 2012 at 10:32 PM UTC
Every somnambulist must find alone, a thorny path-
through, encircling hedges of dark night and gloom;
between dreams and reality's abyss, mine has a beacon,
with my eyes wide shut, I walk toYou, my only flame!
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