When sad from the painful droplets accumulate as the load stomps on the strait shoulder where time also ran away me alone. Where only eye drops I can know when smile bloom is a thorn to me like inhaling in the mud I trained. I have not long felt laughter on the face of what else is happiness of heart, is there my inhalation will nafask back I wait, if only you here at this time bandage just sorry you do not care unlucky i woke up from reality that there is now only dream like black swan in half mud.
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