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Sitting                standing                             walking                                         landing on a cloud made of paper lace Wishing               dreaming                              talking                                          kissing on the lips of a perfect face Calling              holding                          writing                                          hugging in a tree house in a special place Wanting              needing                            touching                                          breathing until the end of the dream on that glorious day
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
Day Dream
Sitting                standing                             walking                                         landing on a cloud made of paper lace Wishing               dreaming                              talking                                          kissing on the lips of a perfect face Calling              holding                          writing                                          hugging in a tree house in a special place Wanting              needing                            touching                                          breathing until the end of the dream on that glorious day
jdmaraccini
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
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