My Fickle Friend, The Summer Wind

Who can change his mind anytime he wants beside the summer wind? At one time he decided to go to the west, another second he thought the east was much better. If I want to have something to count on, I certainly won’t take the wind, especially the summer wind. And I can’t count on any word that I said if my heart is somewhere else. I’m sorry, I just can’t help but feel. More

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Cutline or PressRow?

A friend of mine suggested me to also post my notes on facebook on a blog site so that my random thoughts would appear when someone is happening to google it, then not only my friends can read it, but also More