she comes she goes
like the breeze of a spring
but when will she knock by my door
and bring the blossoming bloom in
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About Me
- sanely insane
- Once remarked a silly fella if the sane were so happy we wouldn't have become insane
This is sweet :) Mebbe you could set a tune to this and sing these verses :)
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Me