closing my eyes we are once again upon the beach.
my small hand is encapsuled in your wrinkled fingers
and there is nothing else but the sea breeze
rocking me (us) gently
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
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青空の眩しさに 白雲はそっと、そっと揺れる ゆっくりだけど自分のペースで 自分の道、自分の輝きを目指す
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