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因你的声音 在我心 是最为动听。
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from the eyes of our youth, the world is beautiful...
a lot of times things earthshaking happen, and peo...
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
try to be happy. •
make a mistake, so strip off your cloth and embrace the part of the cold fluid light that is yours, that bites and washes; an artificial shower
the contours are imperfect, for that is what makes it our path - there is no bartering, no parley with the devil that gives and takes, even as we all do.. if she takes it away, it is gone forever, and that portion given not unto us is forfeit; our love is forfeit.
in reflection we see; in reflections only see we bodies shifting or drifting, not transformed by the things their hearts whisper, as we learn to ignore them whilst the universe gives us armor of faith in humankind.. touch gently glistening smooth steel of roses ripped forth from our own trust; what is the night to children of the light - it is warmth forbid.
can you smell the life in leaves and coffee, in skin and felt; a more sensitive touch from a petal claret was never endured. tumbling masses of deep brown; sweet scent, lucent and fair are all that far away from the sinew of boys who walk unattended in their affairs, foolish and proud, oh strident cloud
you come and go, you're that sweet breeze, but dear i fear i don't love you anymore-
your melodies
arms, carry.
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