I am yellow tree
The road forks,
ditch on the side of the yellow tree.
I'm sorry I feel unwell,
Can you leave me here.
I do not want to travel with you,
brings your way leads to destruction.
Skipping a ship plants
I fall to the ground,
finally own feet.
Go miserable and have fun,
All vanities away from ... more »
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Comments about Ari Alsio
I saw a dream,
that the wind ran my team,
I woke up in the morning,
I collected clothes and I was born in
I jumped in my clothing
trusting for the father thing,
Then I walked on breakfast tea,
then was forced to go to the pee.
I was wondering what to do today,
why does not go to cross my day?
Well, and indeed was raining snow,
I realized that life is just a show!