
Days became dazed out
Nights became awakenings
Confusing matter
She lay her head down to rest
And woke up in a new land
Roses dried up at her feet
Placed there by the hermit
By the forbidden sea
The beautiful sea
Days became dazed out
Nights became awakenings
Confusing matter
She lay her head down to rest
And woke up in a new land
Roses dried up at her feet
Placed there by the hermit
By the forbidden sea
The beautiful sea
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beautiful thinking
Very mysterious and beautiful.
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Great work! Strong opening and closing. Love it!
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WOW, this is gorgeous, Lisa!
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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