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Nov 2020
7.
You make me dream in gold.
Clouds filled with milk.
Architecture made of honey.
My mind plays tricks on me
and makes me think you're here.
For a brief moment I exist
in a place made for you and I.
Written by
dust  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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