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Balcony

by courtofowls

Is it strange? I hear different sounds, paletts, colours, I'm music bound. Is it strange? I can't sleep very well hearing notes, tones, imagining bells. Is it strange? The bells ring loudly they never stop they deafen me proudly. Is it strange? Seeing you everynight whilst I work on the balcony, I can feel your soft glance.
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21 / M
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Aug 8, 2017
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#balcony#glance#bells#colours
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