ceritaku
Jumat, 03 Agustus 2012
a night in Haneda
While waiting for the next journey..
I feel the warmest feeling..
The warmest feeling thant can't touch my heart..
'Cause my heart is locked by my own feeling..
not by the warmest feeling that Japanese served to me..
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