Doubt posted on a blog woke me this idea
Perhaps a leaf on the wind knows its destination. Maybe she can even decide its course, stop loan chain, a break above the aroma of flowers, the number of bounces on the ground before finding the place where it can dry for eternity . I was afraid of being afraid but never finding no.
Five minutes of laughter for an adult, had an eternity to a child.
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