Boats cross in the night.
They shine as a brilliant star.
Then come morning, part.
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See AllThere is a cliff at the end of the road and you’re racing towards it at the speed of a barreling car. It grows closer by the second and you cannot forget its existence for a second. You hold onto wh
As the old saying goes: The saddest person is the kindest soul I gave this some thought, magnificent bastards, and I'm still unsettled by it. Taking it on face value, why are those who are sad kind?
My insides go soft Thinking fondly of before I want to go back
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