Or life is yellow, the yellow of laughter, of the playful, warm sun rays. Somebody said that the sun never used to cry but no one knows tears of the sun is the sun drops, the sun also lonely. The yellow color of the flowers bright sunflower to every time we look at, just as we feel that the whole world was smiling at me, and a sunny smile.
Maybe life is an ordinary gray, every peaceful break that silence. But does anyone want such a life, a life not fluctuate but extremely boring. Maybe something simple but it was peaceful when the waves pushed youth still. Looking for something challenging, different and more intense instead of whispering calming
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