January 21, 2005

No Matter

No matter how

No matter when or where

Just don't care

Forget this pending nightmare

The weird life

The suspended exitance

Those pending nonsense morals

Forget them all toghther

Nothing is so wonderful to fly

Nothing is so mournful to cry

Nothing is so worthwhile to regret or die

Fly gently with the breeze in the sky

Like a light dry hay in the air

Live as nobody in nowhere.

5:05 PM | Baoba

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[ شين ] | [January 21, 2005 9:50 AM ]

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