what we don't take the initiativeto do today, will only be done tomorrow
Softly swirling memoriesof ne'er forgotten dreams,Lives lived in forgotten realms,a sky that has no seams.A whispered word of lovingdark,an echo from the past,A twinling star in the dulcetnight,a hope to make it last.a.m.98.
enter. firiana jiansu@1998