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There's a place in her mind where he can not reach, no matter how deep his longing goes. Her form lies with his but her closed eyes are drinking in worlds he never could, no matter how much he thirsts. She's breathing in ethereal elements his lungs will never know, because she is his dreamer.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
His Dreamer
There's a place in her mind where he can not reach, no matter how deep his longing goes. Her form lies with his but her closed eyes are drinking in worlds he never could, no matter how much he thirsts. She's breathing in ethereal elements his lungs will never know, because she is his dreamer.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
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