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 A man walk alone into the night sky mask, could not help think of that appeared on the screen in front of your face,

moment, thoughts began to stretch, as thousands of cane wrapped in mind,

rain fell on the ends, then rain indiscriminately off those thoughts and layers of paper laid out, walking alone in the night, the street record stores are still flowing melody ripe Dam, and that the release of the windows slightly parted the tender buds of spring, there was a very deep reservoir of their own,

walk in darkness, then suddenly it's like you, you walk in the poem on the left, past and present and the past phase, as, walking in the middle of the night, reality and virtual intersection, take the first of the dreams. Looking for. . Find, trance group of strangers, I stubbornly looking for is your smile,

tonight, rub it into the night himself, writing a mood, a yearning,

maybe, just because there is kind of a person. A kind of a situation, there is a past like that, there are some who do. .

So the eyes of my heart, shaking all your shadow, then, my brow, fingers,UGG boots clearance, save all your moving traces, only. This hollow day, your heart a little tired, I want to turn around, but can not,bailey UGG boots, want to touch, they can not. Want to talk, but can not. . . . .

so,

in the day, flows through the time, the love of your heart into a black and white film, so you figure the deep freeze in the heart, fixed . .

I think is still indifferent to you laugh, although I know, you see, my eyes suddenly thrown in the tide, you can not hear, I intended to post Nanjin words, but ,UGG bailey button, I believe. Has been very confident that you will feel it, I love so true. The blessing of deep melancholy.

Perhaps, many years later, re-turned up a number of people and things. And things will find many of the original can be to so easily forget, to me. You may be that of a distant forest,UGG boots, Populus. To you, but I just repeated a breeze. Turn, vanish,

or each other, happy, but would nonetheless be all into the dust, long grass you have your birds are flying, I have my deep waters flow. The only leave us with only the text, the text is perhaps the only time stood still can,

can give us a way of comfort, let us reproduce the original dream of monstrous sea shock.

sitting in the rain falls Piao, give yourself one. Faint smile from the free ``