I watched the summer's breeze blow in.
Gliding with a scent of the night's dreams
It swept a clean blanket of calm;
Laid simplicity over every aching tired thing.
I watched the summer's breeze blow in. Gliding with a scent of the night's dreams It swept a clean blanket of calm; Laid simplicity over every aching tired thing. |
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