Don't follow me; I'm lost, too.

Time passes, people move. Like a river's flow, it never ends. A childish mind will turn to noble ambition. Young love will become deep affection. The clear water's surface reflects growth. Now listen to the Serenade of water to reflect upon yourself. Hey there! I'm Bailey :)

12:18:42 @ 7/2/2012
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