Eric Zemmour: The Blog Of Those Who Love
Friday, January 14, 2011
Bionicle Stars How To Grash
Juyi
The bloom is Not a bloom
The mist not mist.
At midnight she comes, goes
And again at dawn.
She Comes like a spring dream - How Long Will She Stay?
She goes like morning cloud, without a trace.
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