Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Like the wind

I do not know where the wind settled , wandering like a cloud , like the wind is always dry. Difficult to detect in my eyes you see the pride , but did not find that I look innocent smile .
in the night I closed my eyes waiting for the dawn , to remember that they are not that sunset through the dark .
the real world we are the same , With nothing distant dream. Stumbled along the way , the dream is a long night .
inner world where we are the same, there is this ridiculous error desperate confrontation.

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