14. feb, 2016

Night here

The miles are many just.
Them go I really do must.

Can you give me a chance?
To do the ultimated dance.

On the stage from before.
Give me a reason for more.

Than the love I gave there.
Nothing is like it just here.

Ever is nothing more fine.
Hope the sun gonna shine.

Every day to the sky night.
Blue is the coulor best might.

Leaving this writing now when.
Got to be nicer live here then.

Sleep well dearest of my all.
Promise I later shall you call.

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