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Dreams, they tell our futures if we believe they do. Summer, you do not have to be a fleeting lover. Dreams, they tell our futures what we want them to. You do not have to be a fleeting lover. Dreaming is important in and out of the sheets; inhale the sea and bring it back to me. Please, don't go, but if you do, breathe me in and take me too.
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC
Dreams drifting, don't go.
Dreams, they tell our futures if we believe they do. Summer, you do not have to be a fleeting lover. Dreams, they tell our futures what we want them to. You do not have to be a fleeting lover. Dreaming is important in and out of the sheets; inhale the sea and bring it back to me. Please, don't go, but if you do, breathe me in and take me too.
A collab. of 3 of some recent pieces: 1. Dreams (10w x 2) 2. Drifting. 3. Don't go (10w)
taylor-belmer
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 5:04 PM UTC
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