nothing now (dream book) if it makes sense

i remember long days spent awlking beneath tree branches and grass green growing beneath our very feet, like something nothing out of a cold dream cool i mean, crazy images like hardcore midnight and wonderful timing the sun sets and smooth i'm climbing into you sometimes do you know what i mean everything here and something. it's like glowing
and in late nights i remember
your airs.

2003-10-12 | 7:01 p.m.
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