Ignore the wind, ignore the moon, ignore the green grass and forget the stars. You are like a spark in the middle of darkness. For that I'm thankful. For that I'm a smiling man. For that life is a peaceful motion. You turned it into calm breezing wind, that touches the skin. In a gentle, jovial spring -Met 2010-
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