I can't describe the feeling I got when I that. It's the same as when I saw him playing some beautiful sounding song on the piano, by himself. Maybe it's because he's enjoying something and he doesn't care if people are watching or not.
Wednesday, 1 May 2013
Flowers in the Morning
This morning, I saw my brother kneeling in the driveway looking at flowers.
I can't describe the feeling I got when I that. It's the same as when I saw him playing some beautiful sounding song on the piano, by himself. Maybe it's because he's enjoying something and he doesn't care if people are watching or not.
I can't describe the feeling I got when I that. It's the same as when I saw him playing some beautiful sounding song on the piano, by himself. Maybe it's because he's enjoying something and he doesn't care if people are watching or not.
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