i waited for your words to come
a billion bees, trapped in my chest




i want to kiss the moon, and the sun too. i want to walk in all the places of their minds, and not be scared. i want to laugh at the stories they tell, and i want them to smile. all the time. i want to live in the sky and never have to speak again.
 
 
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beautiful ballerina
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