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Oct 2022
Gray can only hide so long in the black
When I wake too early I can see your eyes in the dark blue
Sometimes you burn so much trail, you can’t find your way back
I hope I lose all the details when I think about you
If there’s a color between deep orange and light red
I’ve felt it each time I try to sleep
If there’s something sweeter than eternal rest
You’ve felt it every time you’ve laid your skin on me
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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