Hii Steemian
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this time, April still tastes salty, like sea water married cloud, then incarnate as rain, fall, right on the palm of the palm of the hand still be patient on the promise.
All the fancies, the farther away the wind, into a pair that exceeds all.
No different from soap balloons; reflecting the luster of color, then broke out in the air, in fact, the soap balloons were never lost, the soapy balloons just came home as sadness to be celebrated.
December, contains only loyal dates; who still want to stay in eternal fortitude.
And December, only agonia; the loyalty of a pair of arms, still waiting to be needed by a hug.
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