Dreampack
You're loading dreamworks into well shaped
Adamantite Moons.
We all shape un like little spoons,
Just dreaming all the hours out,
The great divide, the great no doubt.
Behind the wildest sides of ours
Passing us by, on, on and on,
The sea is eating up the lovers,
Into the greatest book,
Just like a Tome. The Tome
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