Its thunder of memories, its shower of highlights n moon light sunshine. & where are you my little angle. I tried something thats without you nothing.. m the woody, d m nastyee.. But thats all false regulatiön. You past you the present.u them surface of ma paris kingdom.broken dreams, ready thoughts, carnival of sweet asks. You the shonya, you the monya for ma high show. Road clear there the taxi. N m waiting christmaz lightning.smile cup, your coffee and our celebrations.these the promises waiting for completionnnnn..of ma double smile.. Once again 4 time i wan share ma memoriess. For surprise smile..
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Memos do fall like the rain