Can't stand up still as I've always done.. Where are you? Will we meet each other again? are you laying over that green meadow where we once ran, beneath the polarized sky?
I'll get there, someday.. somehow
Then, we'll be fullfilled..
domingo, 8 de marzo de 2009
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