you could say she's like a falling star.
you see her, close your eyes and make a wish.
and mine is to save her.
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insomnia.
Random«her name was insomnia, and she was the greatest metaphor a poet has ever written.»
e i g h t.
you could say she's like a falling star.
you see her, close your eyes and make a wish.
and mine is to save her.
