I dream in sunflowers.
Of a time
when we might walk
hand in hand
as cool winds kiss our faces.
Through the night we walk
guided by the moon
our words unfettered
by circumstance
until at last we see
the rising sun.
And we walk on
and on
and on.
~lt
I dream in sunflowers.
Of a time
when we might walk
hand in hand
as cool winds kiss our faces.
Through the night we walk
guided by the moon
our words unfettered
by circumstance
until at last we see
the rising sun.
And we walk on
and on
and on.
~lt
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