Jun 25
In the summer,
Staring at the stars in wonder,
Breathing deep as I hear the rolling thunder,
Thinking what I thought when I was younger,
When these same stars i was under.
Staring at the stars in wonder,
Breathing deep as I hear the rolling thunder,
Thinking what I thought when I was younger,
When these same stars i was under.
(13/F/Dont find me ill only run)
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