I'm Sending You A Poem To Make You Happy
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There is a feeling I cannot describe
Of the world disappearing, of reality
Eating its own tail, vanishing into dreams.
But I think that it may be a good, good thing
There is a feeling I cannot describe
Of the world disappearing, of reality
Eating its own tail, vanishing into dreams.
But I think that it may be a good, good thing