January 2011
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Latte ; doing sit trick
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Latte got stuck.
Back to My Safest Place
One step.. Two steps..
A hope is too long to spare.
Three steps.. Four steps..
A strong hand to hold is missed.
Five steps.. Six steps..
And still to that eyes I surrender.
But, what we are to decide?
I stopped and cried.
A wing need to spread away.
A song need to be sung.
And a warm kiss for good luck charm.
Seems like a beautiful place.
Seems like a peaceful place.
Is that the...