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Letter (2)
He has a young heart and exciting nights.
Although he has forgotten those dusty documents;
He took it and gave it to him until he relaxed and tired.
Here we are, how lovely I was ten years ago.
There is no good scenery on the shortened road.
But he is also used to looking around and paying attention to traffic.
He didn't know the good news without shouting.
Or make a sad decision.
What is known is the monthly salary, which is constantly updated.
Prices and supermarkets often wander and measure demand.
Until the exchange opportunities are exhausted, sooner or later,
After a brief reality, I returned to my stage.
And home is placed on a higher floor when he
Tired, climb this long ladder.
Familiar things quietly exude warmth,
It was he who held the hand of the years and gently pulled it back.
October 31st, 2005