Moments far far away, in a time far away from the earth, I hear your name, it’s calling from the sun, but I can’t see you, I can’t touch you, are you an illusion or am I blind ? Whenever the name whispers to me, it’s like you’re moving around, with eyes so blue like a river, hair whiter then snow, and a body softer than a flower, fading into an emotion that only gods understand
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