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Aug 2020
in my head we live in our own world

a world where everything smells of vanilla
and the grass tickles our legs

a world you look lovely and you know it
with you dancing around with a smile
in clothes you’ve only ever dreamed of
and daisies tucked in your hair

a world where the sun is forever at sunset
and we’re the only people there
and the buildings tower over us
all of them made of gorgeous stone and thin glass

a world where a smile never seems to leave your face
all because it was made for you
and you live in my mind rent free
and you never seems to slip out of it
Written by
astrid  Gender Fluid/somewhere lovely
(Gender Fluid/somewhere lovely)   
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