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Another Tomorrow
Waiting for another tomorrow. Touching twilight in braille.
At the seams a deep longing. Every night of my loneliness
in dreams painted with stars. Cascading over prayers of
silent cellos and lacquered stones, echoing. Forgive me
if I whine but with memories you are mine. Waiting for
another tomorrow like a sorrowful flute at the end of a
rainbow.
At the seams a deep longing. Every night of my loneliness
in dreams painted with stars. Cascading over prayers of
silent cellos and lacquered stones, echoing. Forgive me
if I whine but with memories you are mine. Waiting for
another tomorrow like a sorrowful flute at the end of a
rainbow.
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