Your name held tight to my lips the closest thing to a kiss I had a dream last night. I dreamt of you. Your kissing lips as we went somewhere
I promise to breath
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Your name held tight to my lips the closest thing to a kiss I had a dream last night. I dreamt of you. Your kissing lips as we went somewhere
Where we are going we need no roads. A series of thoughts and events tumble out from a mere thought to the written word.Writing and studio experiments by Gary Bolam. For more by Gary Bolam visit www.garybolam.co.uk
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