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Feb 2015
It's when you sleep.
Isn't it?

Cover your face, a white sheet to clear the eyes
So the one around you cannot see what you think
But we both know, it's when you sleep
Your body betrays you, you twist and turn
and you're warm to the touch, lover
of thoughts of us........

We both know it is so
Magic.
alwaystrying
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