*The sun while burning up the sky
behind the horizon it falls with grace
Companion of mine
Play a tune softly,
I will hum, lay back and
sing the words I don't know
There is something about this place
This moment...
My body is overstuffed
with euphoric satisfaction
I love the way the breeze blows*
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:54 AM UTC
*The sun while burning up the sky
behind the horizon it falls with grace
Companion of mine
Play a tune softly,
I will hum, lay back and
sing the words I don't know
There is something about this place
This moment...
My body is overstuffed
with euphoric satisfaction
I love the way the breeze blows*
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