Cotton Moon
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I like staring at the blank page before me, and opening up the dirty window,
I let the sun illuminate the words that I could not find,
Reaching for something in the distance so close I can almost taste it
Then I release my innovation
is this normal
I let the sun illuminate the words that I could not find,
Reaching for something in the distance so close I can almost taste it
Then I release my innovation
is this normal