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Feb 2020
The clouds look like the ocean tonight
And I dream of drowning in their softness
I dream of a rip that pulls me out of my chair and over the balcony
I dream of peace
I dream of nothing
I dream of peace
The wind is so soft
It reminds of your lips

You know I never stopped loving you

But I have to go
I wish this happened earlier
But I have to go now
Written by
Luke
80
     Perry, Bogdan Dragos and Colm
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