No sharks in the waters of your eyes.
No broken pens on the plane heading home.
No missing cards in the deck.
No long red lights and
No happy accidents.
No contrast for your happiness.
Flying over the French alps but all I see are plateaus.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 10:58 AM UTC
No sharks in the waters of your eyes.
No broken pens on the plane heading home.
No missing cards in the deck.
No long red lights and
No happy accidents.
No contrast for your happiness.
Flying over the French alps but all I see are plateaus.
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