You know what
the narrative of the wind
, it does not always want to know what it feels like
it has never let me know it. Or crying
, it does not want anyone to see it again
, sometimes it'm just trying to say
that it is still around, always, never lost
what it can do is to
watch the smiles and the laughter. From whom he loved
'm just happy that I'm
going to regret it
, the smile is not caused by it
, but it was ready to implant the bright air. Let them also that love with Labour to smile, laugh and the
peek I'm waiting for it to smile by
smile. The wind has the power to lift us up every morning.
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