In the realm of your sleep
I will not come again
I'm not afraid, I'm angry
I am a wandering cloud
Tomorrow is a long time
Someone's morning
someone's afternoon
It's someone's afternoon
someone's evening
It's the new moon
in the middle of the night
Or someone's morning cloud
Know in my mind
Only your residence
If i live in everyone's mind a little
What harm does it do?
Oct 28, 2024
Oct 28, 2024 at 11:27 AM UTC
In the realm of your sleep
I will not come again
I'm not afraid, I'm angry
I am a wandering cloud
Tomorrow is a long time
Someone's morning
someone's afternoon
It's someone's afternoon
someone's evening
It's the new moon
in the middle of the night
Or someone's morning cloud
Know in my mind
Only your residence
If i live in everyone's mind a little
What harm does it do?
Leaving your aura to everyone but you kept someone's else that's make you nomadic clouds.
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