The wind blow in the trees
My heart wander
In my secret place
My english garden
Where all is quiet
Where all is happiness
I don't want to be cold
I don't want to feel dead anymore
I want to get out
I want to dream
I walk in a riverside
Taking a deep breath
Thinking of you
As I fear to fail again
Making time go slowly
Awaiting good things happened
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