I am the morning dew, and you are the sun.
When you come up, I disappear
and perhaps, only leave traces of lingering broken dreams.
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Morning Dew
I am the morning dew, and you are the sun.
When you come up, I disappear
and perhaps, only leave traces of lingering broken dreams.
