My thougts are splattered for you: My spirit can move through all things, when I think of you. But my body remaind on something, after I flew, to the ground, shouting ……. A Beutiful Nightmare: A dream came true, when I meet you. That feeling I feard, got trough. My feelings to you, are the things that do, make my Beutiful Nightmare come true.
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