What looks like a cloud to one person is a chance to sell umbrellas to the next.
i know you try your hardest to give me what i need;
you show me where your heart is; mine needs time to breathe
it may not broken, but it's far from fine...
the sweetest words you've spoken will help it mend in time...
You drop a coin into the sea and shout out, “Please come back to me”
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map