Like new life is yesterday borne
Then opening it with many story
and just to Us, always remember a period to that
Cherry tender many age do not always become laugh
And bolt to become is big, bringing many memory
There is many story in it
We always wish to remind
And or, do not. because memory have to feel by xself
Memory is a period to respecting
When cherry colour it
As for on the contrary memory become tempest
When a cherry become sorrowful story
And a memory is story
We can its it at heart
Or narrating it
In a memory
30 September 2011
Ayar Adsa
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