I hear lovely voices when the morning creeps in,
Lying in the golden field sorround by all the beautiful memories.
Hapiness is the only desire I have, this cold wind makes me uncontrol.
you must b the angel who try to reach out for me, to guide me there,
I'm near the gate but I can't come in.
My burdens are too heavy to get there.
so I save every moment cuz they are precious.
And my greivings say.................
" I may Go with you...!" :
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