Monday 15 September 2008 photo 3/6
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never stop believing you might break through some day and fly away.
It will never be to late and it can never be impossible. My dream and fantasy never ended and now I am flying wild and free in my hopes and dreams. I will never be caught. I am the wild rose growing in the dark fields. I am the bird, flying through rain and looking down at the problems I once had. One day you might be me. Never stop believing you might fly away.
It will never be to late and it can never be impossible. My dream and fantasy never ended and now I am flying wild and free in my hopes and dreams. I will never be caught. I am the wild rose growing in the dark fields. I am the bird, flying through rain and looking down at the problems I once had. One day you might be me. Never stop believing you might fly away.
Annons