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The sky is blue. The green branches in disguise. I search, I persue. For those romantic eyes. Who are these strange souls, Surrendering to desire? The little details Unleash my soul, My mind adrift While others sail. Arrive at last When hope still grows.
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 12:26 AM UTC
The Sky Is Blue
The sky is blue. The green branches in disguise. I search, I persue. For those romantic eyes. Who are these strange souls, Surrendering to desire? The little details Unleash my soul, My mind adrift While others sail. Arrive at last When hope still grows.
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 12:26 AM UTC
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