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Welcome to the White Room
Welcome to the White Room
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings ...
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes,
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment ...
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves ...
January 1, 2019
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings ...
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes,
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment ...
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves ...
January 1, 2019
lcarreau
on Jan 8, 2019 6:51 am
