A second, a minute, an hour, a day, a night that I whish I could sleep without a dream, a dream of a future where I will look in my mirror and feel proud of my work. Well I wonder if I’m now sure of that day. I also wonder how sure am I thinking that I might not be around to appreciate you the future that I so believe in. Until then. I blow my best kisses to you. Cheers
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