Close the CD there
20 years old looking CDs
Somehow finds the elders,
Searching somewhere in his youth,
They also see childhood
Over and over searching glasses,
Cole eyes optical
Outside the realm of eyes
Tale moves the hand
Happy those who restrains moves
Moves fingers somewhere, sometime
Tal legs flood
Where the mind moves
Get back to the days.....? ?
Where the population
There is a big laughing
Where rotating laughing life
There are visible own persons
Searching intimacy where
Where......
Found Lost
Filled eyes there
Where into tears
Close the CD there
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