A corner of the window
Listening to my favorite songs
The wind thoughts drifting around micasee blogspot blog
The summer
Don't belong to me
The heat of the sun
Warm warm breeze
Dry air
Familiar with scenery
Strange figure
All all all
Seem to have nothing to do with me
I like a contact person
Shuttle in do not belong to his season
I hope in the sun
But it dazzling rays of light burns my eyes
I touch the grass
But it weak body inconsistent my hands
I kissed the breeze
But it is from my side go around
I
In a familiar and unfamiliar place
Stop forward steps
The feeling of themselves and the world feel breath
The summer
Really don't belong to me
But I, and can go where?
I in around for liosgeo blogspot blog
Find a time sent place. Season
Perhaps his will leave, on the road
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