'Take' is what you give when the wind blows over my shoulders and through my heart.You are the sugar in sour grapes and this is why I dream of your smile every blue sunset. I awake upon the rising sun just to give you that soft kiss that takes me from down to going up to where true happiness blindly lives.
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