I needn’t to see your supplies
But it seems to me you’re nice,
If you go for a walk, can we?
Don’t remember you needn’t me?
Your life seems to be a wonderful land,
Your comments don’t go for a nice land,
Face to face, you don’t remember your lips
When your mouth sign your green depths!
For your happiness, don’t you remake off?
Your green eyes weren’t in search of
To be or not to be, that’s the question!
Why don’t you believe in your faction?
Fortunately, can you tell me why?
You feel so hardly and that’s why
Your dimension isn’t necessarily upon
The way that someone can purchase, go on!
Christine Duhamel.