can people stop complaining
how difficult it to be
just accept the fate
with the honest and gentle
the wind fly into the ocean
bring a vapor salt
changes into a sweet honey in bee forest
a beautifful dry summer
keep the wings for white winter
Yesterday is a history, tommorow is a mistery and today is a gift... Time is always run without stop it never want to wait keep u time very carefull regret in the end is nothing
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