The Red Daisy
singing; to let all the feelings out of my heart in every lyric and to give all the expression through every note.
As soon as I opened her eyes, my gazes went directly to the window on the second floor. A man was standing behind it; he was silhouette yet I know that he's enjoying what he's watching. Of course he should be, I am singing our song.
"Happy birthday, Mayor!" one of the guests greeted, Mr. Howards.
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