7 t H e a v e n
Monday, March 17, 2008
Reflection
Fly as high as you may,
Though not a sunny day,
You are still opt to pray,
Why why I'm stil l in fray,
By that very bay.
Pondering on dear May,
that June will never come,
I hereby scatter some
flowers over waters.
Though not a sunny day,
You are still opt to pray,
Why why I'm stil l in fray,
By that very bay.
Pondering on dear May,
that June will never come,
I hereby scatter some
flowers over waters.
posted by n i r a l j i at 7:19 AM
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