Falling, watching how people move through the hopeless .. my head goes a thousand ideas .. this is my only desire .. I imagine that I sleep in your room until my dreams come in color now and the picture clearly see .. the feeling is so damn good .. awkwardly walking towards the light .. my soul is in your heart.
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Author:
Paullyna (
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Fascinating depiction....I like how you've expressed it. The concluding sentence seems particularly good.
I'm glad you like it 🙂
I like the way it seems like to be in the place where we can do both; watch over and dream.
Very nice 🙂
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Dolphine
hehe,thank you 🙂
Walking toward the end filled with light?
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