Hindsight.
I want you to hold my face, and tell me that everything is beautiful. Well-worn hands; I know that you’ve been places and seen things that I could never dream of.
Take me there, take me anywhere.
Hindsight.
I want you to hold my face, and tell me that everything is beautiful. Well-worn hands; I know that you’ve been places and seen things that I could never dream of.
Take me there, take me anywhere.
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