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March 30th, 2014

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Sunday, March 30th, 2014 09:16 pm
"When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh"
Coldplay - Paradise


That is one of her names
"The Quantum Angel."
She would run away in her sleep
And keep bumping into people she would meet

She keeps forgetting all the time
that even her heart keeps forgetting

Not suring what she would say
She keeps on dreaming on lovers
and never knowing why

That's the mystery of her life
Whatever stormy skies she can surely fly
Trying to find paradise in a wasteland
of dreams

The truth is she would either be with me
or herself when she's lonely
Within the timespan of the energy
that which she desires