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Every thought, I will thought of You, growing to a flower
Is one of the special read these messages what autumn wind carries
THAT FACE – WHICH I WILL SHOW TO OTHER PEOPLE
AND WIND BLOWS AWAY EVERYTHING WHAT YOU HOPE
MY LOST ANGEL WINGS
A TOUCH
CAN WE ACTUALLY ERASE SOMETHING WHAT IS INSIDE US
MY FLOWERS DO NOT PLEASE YOU
My flowers do not please you … Your eyes do not expect my eye … I have to walk alone between earth and heaven …
