Sunday, 31 August 2025

Daniela

What keeps you moving, a crescent moon at Easter, aan oar that fits a groove, an arc of scurried waves, does it set you free, now they know your trade, A flight to distant water, forget troubled seasons, no matter how much laughter, you hear the morning play, firmly north on Ferry's, but consider what you say, every act of loving, guarantees no sweetness, sometimes it's very rough, please don't run away, you'll die without coffee, praise each dancing day, be what you want to be. .

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