once was lost and confused without care like a bird amongst the midnight air, there is some freedom there for those who dare flying high in the dark atmosphere. for risks shall be taken by those who bare their weakness and freedom will crash amidst the sorrows of their life. the fragrance of the... Sign in to see full entry.
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