...oh and your baubab tree, it split my planet into a million little pieces
how nice it would be if all the little children retained their innocence and knew a little less about 'the real world' and knew more about fairyland and the little worlds in their imaginations...and maybe one day our world will be less of the 'real world' and more of a 'real-er world'...
how nice it would be if i loved to draw again, and loved to make pretty things, and loved to play and dream and think...while sometimes architecture makes me happy sometimes i'm just too tired to be happy...
how nice it would be to love :) i want my naive rose, thorns and all
how nice it would be if all the little children retained their innocence and knew a little less about 'the real world' and knew more about fairyland and the little worlds in their imaginations...and maybe one day our world will be less of the 'real world' and more of a 'real-er world'...
how nice it would be if i loved to draw again, and loved to make pretty things, and loved to play and dream and think...while sometimes architecture makes me happy sometimes i'm just too tired to be happy...
how nice it would be to love :) i want my naive rose, thorns and all
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