Sweet Spirit
paresma.psikolog
2:38 PM
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Every street that spread out behind my eyes as through as a sweet garden.
Try to listen deeply to get an understanding of you.
There was an obstacle built on the frame of cage.
Neither pain nor smile.
Just a vapid situation I see at all.
Well, I stand in front of the light and reach a day to face on the wall
Pop out a sound
Make a loud...very loud....loud and be in a nice place what I've not ever see before
I'm happy
Really happy
Pursuing a good side to be a truly part of me and for me
Whenever I get back to the empty place
I'm sure that I won't sit desperately in long
A groove of story never get a loose from happiness side and sadness side
