Tuesday, February 19, 2008
First words - A brand new day -
Tenderly,
Certainly, of your mysteries ablaze,
Try to breathe, as the world has sent you grace,
Just like Autumn leaves we're in for change,
Only tenderly, to what remains in all your memories.
The precious,
And the fire which your soul has you running ,
Through all your aging days,
Shaking off all the promises,
It's ablaze, there's no stopping.
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