Sunday, May 20, 2012

Ten years old.


When it's summer, the snow falls.
When it's spring, the leaf withers.
When it's winter, the sun shines.
When it's autumn, the flower blooms.
Everything is not right,
when you are not by my side. 

                  - Genevie, 2002.


Praying that somehow things will change. 

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