walkingWhen you're walking along the streets, your thoughts get carried away, away with other people, with sounds, with lights. After some time, they come back and tell you what they saw. Tell you what places they visited, what people they met, what stories they heard, what creatures they saw. They briefly ask „... how are you?“ and won't wait for the answer. Just when you dont think about them, they'll stroke your eyes and fly away again....walking
If bad things happened to them, they won't tell you. Putting in your earphones and choosing a sound they like will worm this se
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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tothesky
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Mon site
Mon Blog
I am so honored
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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menoevil.com
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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With pleasure, for fun
I will choose the biggest gun
I’m a soldier, I’m a big boy
Jesus is my lovely toy
=Apophysis
~ABCofLifeChallenge
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