|Feelings, by George Chow|
Afraid of high, Its fear from the warning sign. looking down can just tell the worst. The secure is to focus on a right path. But the presence is without you. And the sense are tangible with self-esteem. Quiet people, neat things, and empty sits. Can only feel to stay waiting for you.
|Posted: 2014-09-16 07:13:23 UTC|
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