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Photoshop is fuuun :D Senaste skapelsen här P: ( Ser lite sunkig ut i denna upplösning, om nån vill ha som bakgrund eller nått så kan jag skicka en större ^_^ )
Kom på att jag visste en passande text också ( Inte jag som skrivit den =P ) ^^
When I look at the sky,
I see all the stars twinkling.
They're like the people of this planet,
all emitting different types of light.
I want to stand out in that crowd,
and shine brighter than everyone else.
I close my eyes and swear.
I entrust my dream to a shooting star.
This is the park I always go to.
I can watch the night scenery
from the slide.
Since long ago, it's been my own special seat.
Whenever I have troubles I always come here.
Ever since that time, I've been chasing my dream.
Even now, it hasn't come true.
Maybe this is the end.
What a weak voice I speak in.
There are days when I feel bitter about it.
But then I'll remember
looking for the shooting star in that sky.
The wish that I made when I was small
hasn't changed with the passage of time.
When I look at the sky,
I see all the stars twinkling.
They're like the people of this planet,
all emitting different types of light.
I want to stand out in that crowd,
and shine brighter than everyone else.
I close my eyes and swear.
I entrust my dream to a shooting star.
Kom på att jag visste en passande text också ( Inte jag som skrivit den =P ) ^^
When I look at the sky,
I see all the stars twinkling.
They're like the people of this planet,
all emitting different types of light.
I want to stand out in that crowd,
and shine brighter than everyone else.
I close my eyes and swear.
I entrust my dream to a shooting star.
This is the park I always go to.
I can watch the night scenery
from the slide.
Since long ago, it's been my own special seat.
Whenever I have troubles I always come here.
Ever since that time, I've been chasing my dream.
Even now, it hasn't come true.
Maybe this is the end.
What a weak voice I speak in.
There are days when I feel bitter about it.
But then I'll remember
looking for the shooting star in that sky.
The wish that I made when I was small
hasn't changed with the passage of time.
When I look at the sky,
I see all the stars twinkling.
They're like the people of this planet,
all emitting different types of light.
I want to stand out in that crowd,
and shine brighter than everyone else.
I close my eyes and swear.
I entrust my dream to a shooting star.
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