who holds my hand, as we sway
while the grass touches our feet
as we smile into the end of days
longing, waiting, for you to come
hug me, as we dance the night away
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 10:50 AM UTC
who holds my hand, as we sway
while the grass touches our feet
as we smile into the end of days
longing, waiting, for you to come
hug me, as we dance the night away
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