Childs Play~Child's Play~Childs Play
In the room where I was before Nothing there, in the open door It looks, smells, and feels the same Just as when we played that game
The halls creaked as we tiptoed there As if we had no time to spare Running through thick summer air Thinking of no greater care
We told summer to always stay We could not bare to watch it fade away The leaves changed with the years And so did our smiles with the tears
Never I thought it wouldn’t be Now it is all I ever see Do not forget the time of past Remembering how
Lake
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...on ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux...
Portrait Club.
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