In a quiet environment
Sleep is not found in the birds
Evening, I had lost my heart.
Right, I love water
Failed sparingly to blame
To see her due
Although I noticed the collapse of heaven
Even when he is not walking away
Dream hope vague
Still grabbing honest.
Unlike immediately enjoy the end of a fork.
Longer bored with my feelings
His gaze back
The pair fell almost Although you can control
The iris teardrops
I do apologize.
Normally, if you remember ...
Normally, if you miss more than compost.
Whether it breaking if ordinary compost.
I have no words to enable the depth of sorrow and I
The sound was hollow suggestively
The heart will surely remember.
I'm heartbroken.
But her eternal Happy.
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