take me back
where the snow falls like cotton
where the morning sun peaks through the sheets
where our love lasted every minute
even while we slept.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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