Close your eyes
imagine a joy
probably think of a departure
ah lived just beginning
of excitations from first
surprises you when it all
and nothing belongs to you yet
'd think the smell of a new book
to that of fresh paint
a gift unwrapped
a day before the party
to 21 March to first embrace
a pencil entire spring
fear of the debut
tremor onset
but between the start and the finish line
in between is everything else and
everything else is
day after day and day after day is
quietly build and construct knowledge is power and
renounce perfection
but the ending is certainly more theatrical
so each story can only remember the
His conclusion
as the last glass the last vision
a sunset alone and then the bow, the curtain
between the expectation and its fulfillment
theme between the first and the will
in between is everything else
and everything is day after day
and day after day is quietly building
and build knowledge and power is
renounce perfection
you shake hands
stay here
the snow will fall short
Well, now I feel so, and I feel a void, I feel a kind of detachment, and wonder what to do, leave or stay, Ferrara Ferrara or elsewhere, and I wonder if you feel all my bad, and if you realize that part of the cause you, if you realize that love should not be locked in a cage, and I feel so .
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