an entire day goes by
in blurs and muffled voices
in the head of my sleepy dreamer
our bodies touch craving for more
sadness slipping away
as my sleepy dreamer
imagines the life ahead
:)
an entire day goes by
in blurs and muffled voices
in the head of my sleepy dreamer
our bodies touch craving for more
sadness slipping away
as my sleepy dreamer
imagines the life ahead
:)
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