our hearts remained as one,
together - on the carousel called life;
and when winter blew its frosty song
we knew - to sing along
what's in a beautiful irony?
it's in the spoken silences
in the happy-sadness
in simple complexity
in sweet sorrow
just...
in (:
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ni shi ge pao ah :D
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