I've been told of you before we ever met.
I found you in April two years back
every 4am
and each time I'm brought back
to every writing of the dreams I never had.
You were there.
Please go.
I can't take it anymore.
I found you in April two years back
every 4am
and each time I'm brought back
to every writing of the dreams I never had.
You were there.
Please go.
I can't take it anymore.
-riri-
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