Through the haunts of the worldour fantasy rushes.How much fantasyyou have, love!The brokenheartedcome and go.Life brings fortha melody.
Rushing




Through the haunts of the worldour fantasy rushes.How much fantasyyou have, love!The brokenheartedcome and go.Life brings fortha melody.
You stir me with the rays of your eyes. In the Garden of Eden I find myself. You crystallize in a blue sky. I cry, laugh, grow intoxicated.
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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