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You have me smiling at the blowing wind My moods are completely capricious; they depend on you I'm starting to fall... And keeping my feet planted is becoming more and more impossible I'm in love with the idea of you. I want every part of it But I keep forgetting to account for reality Your presence has kept me hazy, and spinning Disoriented, confused, But blissfully        Ignorantly               Stupidly                      Happy I don't think I'm ready to face the truth yet I think I'll stay up in these dreams for awhile I consciously choose to avoid sensibility I want nothing of logic, or rational I am content with my simple idea of what you are.
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Apr 11, 2011
Apr 11, 2011 at 10:44 PM UTC
Imagining love.
You have me smiling at the blowing wind My moods are completely capricious; they depend on you I'm starting to fall... And keeping my feet planted is becoming more and more impossible I'm in love with the idea of you. I want every part of it But I keep forgetting to account for reality Your presence has kept me hazy, and spinning Disoriented, confused, But blissfully        Ignorantly               Stupidly                      Happy I don't think I'm ready to face the truth yet I think I'll stay up in these dreams for awhile I consciously choose to avoid sensibility I want nothing of logic, or rational I am content with my simple idea of what you are.
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Apr 11, 2011
Apr 11, 2011 at 10:44 PM UTC
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