Coordinate the department’s Love Song

Night the day, I always stop and origin I do not know your limits coordinate how far apart we are in close proximity, or beyond the limits of time and space across my heart has two axes perpendicular to the stretching their beliefs are journeying love to forget not once side of the border too late I can see your face you across a beautiful short curves do not know gone quadrants look forward to the next cycle, I can forward you inadvertently in the longitudinal projection of my life bears off even if the deep and shallow curved intermittent but very sweet aftertaste back of your mind I still appear when you start to draw a circle around my circle around mid-month even if the radius of the gradient breakdown gloomy your name is still in my heart meditation spring summer autumn and winter, I will stop and I want to see the origin of your face