everything looks different in the dark. wind back. lace up. kiss her goodbye or goodnight with your lips in the strands of her hair. the shapes on the ceiling are always yours. he doesn't even see. you do, you always do. they chase you into the darkness into the light into where you can't see into the clouds. so long. gold dust and whispered
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the shapes on the ceiling are always yours.
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