just when you thought it's perfect to life the walls comes falling down like the thunder in the distant rain.
the beginning and the end can often be the best. moments and wishes is to become dust in our future minds and to live is to be. and to love is to breathe. to love is to breathe...
just when you thought it's perfect to life the walls comes falling down like the thunder in the distant rain.
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i can not tell if its my soul or my empty stomach speaking.
victor.

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