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so far you've traveled oh the things you've seen so why do you weep when you lay your eyes upon me? i try to stand tall like the old oak tree my heart lain open like the vast open sea i could go on and on with this imagery but still you weep as you sleep next to me... your dreams i imagine are fill with wanderlust no time to slow down continue you must but where weeping lion do you find the time between here and there to slow down your mind to let the warmth in and your heart begin to match the pace of an others skin
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
a weeping lion
so far you've traveled oh the things you've seen so why do you weep when you lay your eyes upon me? i try to stand tall like the old oak tree my heart lain open like the vast open sea i could go on and on with this imagery but still you weep as you sleep next to me... your dreams i imagine are fill with wanderlust no time to slow down continue you must but where weeping lion do you find the time between here and there to slow down your mind to let the warmth in and your heart begin to match the pace of an others skin
brittney-johnson
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
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