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Mar 2020
The 4:00am air smells clear
Fresh like your kisses
It makes me think of home
When Nova Amor comes on
And we watch cars fly by us
The dawn will break soon
And you will need to sneak home
But right now
I live in a dream.
Written by
galaxyofentities  26/F
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   Dave Robertson
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