Early morning
the smell of the night's dream
was still fresh in my mindthe noti rang
it was you
the smell was gone
I couldn't tell you about my scream
We had a long conversation
Here comes the dream
And for the first time
you asked yourself
to come over it...Seconds later,
I was on my way
to you
with so many dreams
in my mind.
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Words From The Infinity...
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