she_was_the_sunday_of_every_week
blue_sky_with_clouds
-
werewolf
i
can't
stop
looking
at
her
.
she
is
the
dream
one
has
in
lonely
youth
and
the
girl
of
every
longing
.
her
hand
in
mine
is
the
rising
of
the
sun
.
her
kiss
the
waves
.
she
holds
me
.
she
whispers
my
name
.
she
tells
others
who
i
am
.
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