The slower you move – the faster life goes Cupboard gets to the top, you don’t. To grasp the age with teeth, were always not worth a damn Though stood steady, like wonders of nature
Acacia means America. Spotty leaves on the blue. Now you’re for sure ready to go вown The valley to the deaf forefathers.
It’s limpid now in the room. At this time the fruits of the labour Separate from their author, Stop being the labour itself. And the sorrow deceives. The season washed out from sorrow Is in view beforehand.