Why do I hear the soft footsteps when I see no one,
Where does the breeze slowly blow my hair come from,
How do I breathe when my lungs can't feel the air
Which way do I gotta choose when I don't know where the end journey.
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gila coy, pohon beneran????
BalasHapusoh my God. it's really?