Sunday, October 10, 2010

"Bright summer days are now over,

Green leaves will all soon be gone, 

Fresh landscapes are turning golden 

Like solid rays of the sun. 

Lingering trees in the distance 

Filling my heart to the most, 

My life will turn in the meantime 

Into unsubstantial ghost."

 I see it in your eyes, we'll be alright.

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