Today I walk through south dakota street. "For sale", what I’ve read in front of that house. Why am I thinking the same ?, my love is for sale ? , I take a deep breath for a while. Last night we don’t touch each other, all because one thing, a baby. We’ve already tried our best, but everything waste only. Where is the silent come ? I want to join into it .
This morning you leave me without a clue at all. I remember when I was ridding with my motorbike and cross over the states, and found that love is wonderful. A rhythm of life that float into eternal divine. What can I do ?
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