I saw the fogs
But I can’t grab it, just see and let the fogs leaves
They just dancing and playing
Caring the stranger feelings
I don’t know when they want to go away
I realize that they make me jealous
How can I stand, if I can not walk along?
Which place I can grab for
Please eyes keep it close, because I can’t kill the feelings
So beautiful but I can not kept it, they just want to show it
Just live and stay deep in side the heart
I hope it can keep pretty; I just can lay down and see
Believing that they have their own stories
The fogs keep dancing…
Won’t disturbing
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