Selasa, 30 April 2013

Of Morning Clouds

Scatter, scatter away
I want everyone to see the same shape
shone by the same amount of sunshine
smell the same fresh dew
and being touched by the same warmth

Spread, spread out
The whole town need to be greeted
by the same smile
to make us believe
that we deserve to be loved!

Shine, Shine on
Resemble the certainty you promised
That we are meant to be
and we beautify our aura with the sunshine lines

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