29 septembre 2011

The gate of the sky !

Like an old door, which is endless darkness. I stood at the door   Long time wandering, but not the heavy step, around the scenery constantly changes, like a one-man show. Used to it, and got tired, so I leave here, go find a piece of pure land of their own, to recuperate.   Like a person lying in the flowers, such as phantom daydream dream, real smart, always seem to hear a bunch of pipes, like wearing little pines on gently chanted, and seems to come from the ancient city-States. No lyrics, just a... [Lire la suite]
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