Gold and Amber leaves and
lensflare sunsets on gently soaring bridges that kiss the valleys.
I remember these about you;
you say that you miss me,
but I don’t talk about breathing.
to put it blunt.
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Gold and Amber leaves and
lensflare sunsets on gently soaring bridges that kiss the valleys.
I remember these about you;
you say that you miss me,
but I don’t talk about breathing.
to put it blunt.
