Thursday, March 12, 2009
Life at Sandhill, A secret place I never dream before
At Sandhill, A secret place I never dream before Drive everynight after work, park anywhere I want get lost in the light, walking towards the fountain in the cool breeze, I erase eighteen years and more months I born again, with the heart of my own the days of pain dried so hard, all crushed just as...
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