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Feb 2019
I'm stargazing.
Looking for clues on
how to get out of here.
Looking for joy and happiness
in my heart.
Searching for gentle blossoms
to fill the emptiness.


I'm dreaming.
Living in my dreams
and not letting myself
to wake up.
If I do,
will the world still be magical?
Written by
ghostgirl
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