.Morning dreads a fellow light
Lifted dawn, hungover night
Porch dwelling dreamers, who can't remember why they came
To sleepwalk
And sweet talk
To pluck your pretty petals until he loves you not
He loves me not
So feast your eyes, then they disappear>
The young at hear.
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