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i spend my nights making up stories of things that will never be. i think of you most often your hair, your eyes, your voice, i pretend you sing me my favorite songs, songs that say things you never will except in my dreams.
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Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 12:37 PM UTC
the ampitheater
i spend my nights making up stories of things that will never be. i think of you most often your hair, your eyes, your voice, i pretend you sing me my favorite songs, songs that say things you never will except in my dreams.
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Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 12:37 PM UTC
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