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My father made a galaxy in his coffee every morning Somehow the universe, made from cream and the little touch of the magic That we think all adults posses when we’re five or six
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
One Morning in the Universe
My father made a galaxy in his coffee every morning Somehow the universe, made from cream and the little touch of the magic That we think all adults posses when we’re five or six
Not sure if I'll eventually add more to this one, but we'll see...
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spiralingintomadness
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
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