Time is slipping through our fingers like sand. The tighter we clutch it the faster it falls, just close your eyes and dream. But what if there's no time for anymore dreaming.
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About Me
- Mimi
- * These are words that pour out of me, I throw a handful of them up at the sky, and who knows? Maybe they will turn into stardust and shine. This is my story
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