winter is passing by either. and right when it ends i'll born and my spring starts.
green as i am.
happy as i smile.
i'll dance in it's rain.
i'll sing with it's new born birds.
i'll fly with it's clouds.
i'll run to catch the wind...
winter's becoming another bittersweet memory. and i've spread all my memories all around. i've sung it, written it, recorded it, orr....
just take a look at photo!
01 March, 2006
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