Sunrise
- LECTURAS 45
- Votos 4
- Partes 4
"We stay up late and draw the lines to every constellation.
We live with all our sorrows tied to age and separation.
These are the days of love and life.
These are our expectations.
We stay up late to live tonight.
This is our destination."
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