"There's one time that they become frozen,
hidden, behind the fog.
They made me live, they made me up and down,
and they're hanging in the space,
waiting for the truth comes, once again"
Friday, October 16, 2009
Dreams
"There's one time that they become frozen,
hidden, behind the fog.
They made me live, they made me up and down,
and they're hanging in the space,
waiting for the truth comes, once again"
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intriguing post, love the image!!!
ReplyDeletethank you :))
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