Running throught the Monsoon, beyond the world, till the end of time, where the rain won’t hurt, fighting the storm, into the blue, And when I lose myself I’ll think of you.
28/04/2018 alle 22:04
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Running throught the Monsoon, beyond the world, till the end of time, where the rain won’t hurt, fighting the storm, into the blue, And when I lose myself I’ll think of you.
