Sunday, April 17, 2011

Morning comes, the tears dried up, you'll see a solid footprint. 
You've got a friend. 
I'm glad to have met you. 
Today I've cried together, laughed together.

Tomorrow, I shall go far to embrace. 
Dreams took grip-fallen dreams.

I'm sure something will eventually surrender. 
Important things you can take each step.

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