Golden warmth passes through the wires. Never felt this way before. Cliche, but true enough. No, I don’t really need anything. Just let me orbit, for a season, and bask in your glow. I didn’t know a star could laugh.
Golden warmth passes through the wires. Never felt this way before. Cliche, but true enough. No, I don’t really need anything. Just let me orbit, for a season, and bask in your glow. I didn’t know a star could laugh.
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