A Japanese man festooned with cameras, a nun, a young girl in braids.

You had a pitcher waiting for me
But what lead you to believe that
I was thirsting. Well could it be the
Fact that in a storm. He ran like the wind before
The snow even hit the ground or that
Dry days of cold could leave us all
Wanting warmth and water to refresh
Our pallet for more then just craziness
After stress after craziness oh how can
One function with out doors if he loses
His stuff and bad friends always cross
His world. It's as if I am on chilli at the
Antics of Mr. Lost you did what?

Learn to be quiet enough to hear the genuine within yourself so that you can hear it in others.

Believe in yourself and luck MIRACLES happen.

Written By Be Suraj

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