There is snow in my memories / there's always the snow / and my brain turns white / if you do not stop to remember "(Manual of Love 2) I'll jump down from
a roof unless sixty degrees ... and sank into a white that gives the breath time of drowning in a smile and twinkling stars ... stars ... and the happiness that is pressing and the heart trembles and I only ... My me who enjoy the silence ... nobody knows what I can grow into wine ... and rediscover the soul feel, the glory of a cake stolen glances and only mine and mine alone ... My joy is the world ... There are paintings and colors that fade as they age ... from magenta rings around me ... a happy childhood, those blue eyes, that wonderful face ... a girl ... gives me her hand and smiles at me ... not less than sixty degrees cold ... and an old photo embroider the eyes of my mother ... teach children that they forget the big easy ... ah my prof Gargaro and his little prince ... snow in his eyes ...
I'll jump off the roof ... and behind the smell of love ...
my mom that unforgettable journey ...
thanks to all the participants ...
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