UNTITLED 3

by hien tran   Dec 20, 2006


In this warm, unseasonal morning
I am jogging, and exercising
You'll never know all the truth about my feeling
The cloud of poetry eclipse my spring

Do you remember when we were dancing
Life was pushed back and forth like a swing
I want to do my best for you my darling
Is there any song that for you I can sing?
hien tran

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