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Feb 2014
Awoken by the thought of you, the type of dream you cannot sleep through. Words you spoke float all around. Rearranged and hauntingly loud. I feel your hand wrap over mine. Distant, but in the same star shine. Perfectly sized to hold my place. Another night. Another waist. Of dreams you just cannot sleep through when awoken by the thought of you.
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Believe in Wings
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