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Between Thoughts

…I will remember you In the space between thoughts. That’s where the night weaves a dream That’s where the earth kisses the dawn That’s where the dewdrops come alive…

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…I am the kind of wanderer who stops to smell the wild flowers on the boughs and feel the moss on the bark The kind of wanderer Who dips...

 
 
 

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