what is a wings..
when never know how it look like
when it never can help u to fly
when it not be able to protect u from cold and hot
but I just can feel it
there is exist
something that I can see
something that I just can think
with a soft of feeling
waiting for this wings appear
carry me to the seven sky
protect u from the cold and sun
bring back to the place that always be in our dream
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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