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I Felt● How You curled Your hands from the heights Did instigate● I Felt I could fly and catch your smiles I felt I could fly but to that mile Just like the kites● In Endless fantasies I clench myself like colourful crayons● But Someway,somehow I felt each had a riven beak And foil me To print the picture of these delusions So bright● Now I feel am right,and myself Waving back to the same heights● I Felt● ©Historian E.Lexano
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
I Felt
I Felt● How You curled Your hands from the heights Did instigate● I Felt I could fly and catch your smiles I felt I could fly but to that mile Just like the kites● In Endless fantasies I clench myself like colourful crayons● But Someway,somehow I felt each had a riven beak And foil me To print the picture of these delusions So bright● Now I feel am right,and myself Waving back to the same heights● I Felt● ©Historian E.Lexano
I Was Waving At A Friend. from The Third Floor
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 2:10 AM UTC
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