Oct 2014
You are what dreams are made of
I'm not quite sure whether
I am a sleep or awake
I'm not quite sure if it's ******* under your nose or the snow you stole from my eyes
I'm not quite sure whether
I am a sleep or awake
I'm not quite sure if it's ******* under your nose or the snow you stole from my eyes
Written by
Frederikke Hyldgaard
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