
Thinking. Changing. Daily. Not lost. Just resting. The Sun can’t help up rise. So I shall chase the Sun, and ride the waves, as I soak up the fire, and rest in the glow of life.
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Thinking. Changing. Daily. Not lost. Just resting. The Sun can’t help up rise. So I shall chase the Sun, and ride the waves, as I soak up the fire, and rest in the glow of life.
CONTINUE READING »