Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can anybody deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.
There was pain, sunny days, and rain.; I knew you’d feel the same things…
...I’m not sure if I’m singing for the love of it or for the love of you;
long time coming, but now snow is gone
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