One day, you wonder what good is it to continue to give pleasure, to return people very proud of what you do, can be that these people see it in you a share of dream, the acquired things they would have wanted.
The dream is a share of mystery, Major problem of our dear civilization, To more know why to believe in it, Why hope when all us with so much escaped...
Only, in there knows our problems can push us has to finish some To think that happiness can succeed To think that to believe in its dream gives us what to live Then has to choose between dream or of which Be good, I prefer Be locked up in my thought...
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The dream is a share of mystery, Major problem of our dear civilization, To more know why to believe in it, Why hope when all us with so much escaped...
Only, in there knows our problems can push us has to finish some To think that happiness can succeed To think that to believe in its dream gives us what to live Then has to choose between dream or of which Be good, I prefer Be locked up in my thought...
... A - A ...

