Saturday, June 06, 2009

Beautifu beautiful birdie

Fresh thyme, spirits glow, Schiller says hello

Mountains past by me father, lonely, fearful, un-joyous ingratitude. Come over to my side, surprise me, share what you know, for you see me as a twilight, glowing. Father, why can't I stay?

Nowadays people just have no reason. They are choosing me for a God. It is so strange, I like more of knowing why, I've suffered too, I've given up my dream.

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