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Sep 2018
i sense you in the symphony
running inside my bones
when our eyes meet

and i taste you in
that ice cold air
slumber winter mornings
oh
how i wish we were
reverie
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reverie  22/F/germany
(22/F/germany)   
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   Fawn and Edmund black
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