Is it true-
True happiness comes from pain?
Release the string..,
The gentle breeze will ferry you home
Hold strong...
Flying kites
The path is clear,
Take flight-
Run along!!!
Above all others
And higher a little more
Flying kites
You can take away everything
But Mackina's pen,,,
Handwritten thoughts..
Is were i draw my might :-)
Is were i draw my might :-)
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