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Between day and night my thoughts are dreaming themselves to you. Blurry colors a sky in pastel. Toughts are spinning around. Confused. About this hopeless hope. beleaguering my heart. beleaguering my mind.
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
Hopeless Hope
Between day and night my thoughts are dreaming themselves to you. Blurry colors a sky in pastel. Toughts are spinning around. Confused. About this hopeless hope. beleaguering my heart. beleaguering my mind.
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Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
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