Dandelions grant wishes and maybe that's why a dreamer like me picked you out of all the intoxicating roses.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
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Dandelions grant wishes and maybe that's why a dreamer like me picked you out of all the intoxicating roses.
