Cassandra Killian
Winter comes like a rainy day that ferments
our memories
You're like the sky when the road is full of colors
I follow the moon to the sky
To the sky I miss you so much
The love is like the sun without a name
The boat is floating up to the sky I follow
the moon to the sky
I follow the moon to the sky
To the sky I miss you so much
all people down the road bother you to go ahead to black thanks to television
Koalas one of you
but wait kids
Hey
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