vast feathery wings
if I had you
I could fly
away from it all.
As everything grows
fainter and fainter,
a part of me
on happy days
will fall asleep
like a baby dreaming
a heavy
spiral
dream.
if I had you
I could fly
away from it all.
As everything grows
fainter and fainter,
a part of me
on happy days
will fall asleep
like a baby dreaming
a heavy
spiral
dream.
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