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Saturday, February 11, 2012

Fly...




Now we don’t know where it goes


I smile when you smile

And it hurts when you hurt
Behind this wall,
Dancing and crying all alone

Stop it
Could it be something that you want?

I’m blind
And time force me to walk
Where should I go?

Fantasy
Fiction

Is that the reason why I smile?
Hanging on the string
And now I’m laughing

Fly away

Look in front of you
Can you see us?

I’m alright
I will be alright

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