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For the Man of My Dreams

I could keep the midnight sky forever for it clasps our hearts calm. To wait on this endeavor, is a reality far too long. Seven hours in the hush of the night Oh what perfect insanity. Will the sunset draw you in again? The only time we are abandoned together. Apart from this stale atmosphere We've become so accustomed to. In this unknown land i'd adore to call me home, Perhaps one morning it will be my own. Why do you keep secret when it's time to face the world?
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Feb 2, 2014
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