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Monday, September 21, 2009

Switches

Like our hands claps so tight.
Getting out of that fight.
I bet you have been holding daisy.
And standing waiting for me.
The leaf falls as the breeze of wind past.
With you running so fast.

Is that what we expected?
Maybe there's better option.

There's things that are so blurry.
Seems like so dark and greyish.
But i know that you did gave me two chooses at that moment.



C.K.



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