I walk through old dreams
sieving through grains of thoughts
to find
old memories peering at me
through a canopy of
hazy expectations.
Anyone can say Something about Everything.
But nothing really matters.
I walk through old dreams
sieving through grains of thoughts
to find
old memories peering at me
through a canopy of
hazy expectations.
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Aurorin
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12:53 AM
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