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I have been lying under a pillow of dreams and feeling moments of swimming in cream. This is the start of the end. Goodbye. Flowers are facing my life and dying. You are a good friend, friendly as good friends can be. Your father wants you to live on his knees. This is the start of the end. Climb binding bedsides and blue sights within, reminding. I have been lying under a pillow of dreams and feeling moments of swimming in cream. This is the start of the end. Goodbye. Flowers are facing my life and dying. |
