Forgotten by morning
I dream of less
less than what has happened
more than what will be
simply lost in all of my minds
subconscious poetry
she reads to me
rich righteous texts
mysterious wisdom gained in the night
forgotten by morning...
I dream of less
less than what has happened
more than what will be
simply lost in all of my minds
subconscious poetry
she reads to me
rich righteous texts
mysterious wisdom gained in the night
forgotten by morning...
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