segunda-feira, 20 de abril de 2009

SOMETIMES I FELL THE MAGIC, THE INFINIT IT'S A BLINKING WORLD, IT'S VISION IS TOUCHING THE SKY'S HANDS AND IT'S WHERE I AM

SOMETIMES I FEEL THE MAGIG,
WHEN I WALK IN IT'S BLUE ARMS.
ONE DAY I COULDN'T BELIVE WHAT SURROUNDED ME,
THE VOICE OF A SATELLITE
SAYING TO ME,
I AM THE ONE, HELLO, HELLO, I AM THE SATELLITE
THAT DAY MAKE THE PICTURE CLEAR,
HEAVEN KNOWS WHAT KEEP MY WRITES AND PLACES WHERE I GO.
WHEN THE PAGE IS TURNING,
I OLNY HOPE TO FIND A NEW AND A BETTER WORD.
I FELL AT MY DREAM HOME.
GOOD NEIGHBORS ARE EVERYWHERE AND WE CAN FLY TOGETHER TROUGH THINGS I NEVER KNOW

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