Someday when my crying's done
I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun...
Friday, March 13, 2015
I feel myself being so out of life, like there is no place for me anywhere... If only I could fly into the sky as a black crow, be bathed by the rain, be sanctified by the cold wind and become a nameless snowflake in a gray veil of the clouds...
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