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From a dream


The world soul: A dream

I love this mortal rooms
Where shrooms are waving
There u are staying
In ur circle
I would like those eyes filled with love light
Far away from despite
Flying high or low
Like a qite
In Ice cold snow

U where not there u where not near
I was put upon a train
Where rats were running
I was put up in a fight
That I for the first time won
Ubscure
My body is heavy
And I am glad to be alive
To live in a dream
I woke and steam
In a feber high
I wanna die
Dark blue beam
Challange me

Don’t wake me up when there is time
Im here forever
And its fine
Dreaming act and third eye
I watched ur father have a ball
I was swinging jazz from a mall
Ok end of story that was all


Ref:
When u have nothing
When u feel nothing
I know ur here
In my shade u color my dream
U make my life mortal
And real




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Publicerad 2022-01-03 09:53



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