The first rain on my return comes along with chilly winds.
The first drop falls upon the pure white fleece.
When will the next rain come, this is so different from home.
Where rain comes and go like nobody knows.
The first rain on my return comes along with chilly winds.
The first drop falls upon the pure white fleece.
When will the next rain come, this is so different from home.
Where rain comes and go like nobody knows.
hmm.... why must good things always come to me when I was about to leave?? Why can't it happen to me over there... Why??? Oh.. and can a scratch from a stray cat be deadly? Or will I wake up tomorrow possesing the ultimate cat sense with cat agility? HAHAHA
Name: Lunacy aka KinG aka KC
Use of words brings silence to the world.
The sweet sound of music brings it all back.
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