On the left, leaves leave us
On the right, river runs as it must
Can you feel the winds whoosh your wedges?
Yes, we have arrived at one of beautiful beaches
Don’t forget your white cane and be careful when getting off the bus
Bubbling and caper
Like a baby who rebel
Escape from mom’s belt
You’ve done, glittery
Tempted me to lick hurry
Savour your beauty
You make me scare though haven’t met you
I saw some people cry yesterday
They said you made their hair grey
But I saw some people enthusiastic
They said their lives were just started
So, what would I be if I meet you?
Or may I refuse you, For O? Continue reading
Turn, turn, turn, please turn
Turn off the dark, give me the shine
I miss the sunburn
Why can’t I see the silver line?
Hey, Stupid Cupid!
You shot the wrong hit!
How did you do it?