Sunday, July 9, 2017

"The whole world is like a perfect museum, it's only on you that you want to be exhibitor or be the exhibited." rin


                 No song remains...

               When the wind sigh slowly 
               and chimes stop singing..
               I free you my love..
               it was my fault, 
               my hands were small and feeble,
               not your heart..!   rin 

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