Mosaico

Faraway, so close

I can't sleep but still I dream of you, dreams of a future past, my little nonsense. You are a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma, looking for fate alone. The space between us, my angel, like razors tearing at a wounded heart, is Faith, Hope and Love. I'm sorry my darling but I can't help you, we have different eyes so Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

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