Titled: Asleep in the 80s
Sunlight.
It hits different...
Into the deep eyesockets
Of my skull.
Listening to the summer of 69.
Less... even less.
Now lesser.
The least.
All my worries are located in the heart.
Treat me like the child.
That I will forever remember.
Loving you forever.
- Marco Almeida
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