Cigarettes past days is still
09:07, 2009-Jul-15
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All helpless in my eyes fixed, in the days to come mulberry alone. Fishes rain, bursts of breeze, the memories are not limited to the desolate heart, and soul of the long memory, a continuously feel the cold, the heart waves. Days still, but the past have been cigarettes.
Dynamic window, the green everywhere. Sunshine in the walk, warm with all the beautiful days like flowery. As I penetrate to the bone there is a feeling of cold, could not help but to get hold of its mulberry bag own. No longer want to, we did not dare think about it, everything is back.
Before the road is always bumpy and more, far away and long, puzzled I go from here? With the passage of time, everything is forgotten, everything has been covered with dust in the depths of the soul, so why miss, why look back. Common fishes through the day in the rain, bursts of cool to mulberry wallet be reminded of the days, everything was re-opened.
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