Saturday, September 1, 2018

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The light still lighting
The heart still beating

The eyes stil seeing
The mouth stil talking

The labirint is over there
I just need to feel fresh air

I can not think when you are talking
Maybe I'm gonna go walking

Walking to a foggy day
Trying to find the most beautiful Monday

Everyday is a challenge
So many things to rearrange

It's not that easy
Like a peeze lemon squeeze

I planted flowers in your hert
But life keeps going like an old art

Love is blindness
But it won't make me faithless

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