The lake is your eyes
Dreams are filled with stars
Mood is a legend
Waiting forever
Growth is a door of leaves
There was a group of dear people in my childhood
Spring is a journey
The possession of vicissitudes of life
those i love
Those passing winds
Those eternal vows over and over again
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