I love to look at the world
without my glasses
I can still the lights shining
near and far
While those buildings and these faces
go blurred
And this world
becomes my utopia
I love to look at the world
without my glasses
I can still the lights shining
near and far
While those buildings and these faces
go blurred
And this world
becomes my utopia
Reblogged this on theanonymousjoker and commented:
So true.
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