Written: June 2003
Tear a piece of reality seems normal and you hide in the illusion of a moment, a fleeting happiness that we will overturn him. When thoughts
more secrets can not emerge from your breath, you would like a ray of sunshine will warm the soul.
For short durations are my sunshine and warm inside me, without having to do anything .. a kiss to his lips.
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