My Lifestyle

[5/1, 3:32 PM] Muhammad Naeem: Had wings. Cutting the wings, it says that the thread in the dark room of the fly was put on a needle and in the middle of the sea, in the midst of the storm, in the face of the thunderstorms, in the light of the flames, in the flames, showing a smile, spreading a light in the darkness. So show. [5/1, 3:34 PM] Muhammad Naeem: Let me live in my own childhood right in my thoughts, let me live in memories with innocent smiles. Don't wake me up to today's reality, let me live in those memories lost in yesterday. Regardless, in reality, the world of dreams, where there is no wings, will take care of, feel free to ride such dreams, let me live in the carelessness of that childhood. Let the paper kayak fly in the air, feed the peacock feathers with the dust of the pencil, make the pheasant my kite, let me live the memories of those innocent games that seem ludicrous. [5/1, 3:35 PM] Muhammad Naeem: If there were wings, then by cutting feathers, it is said that in the dark room of the fly, we put a thread and in a needle, in the midst of the sea, fighting the storms, your hut in the sight of the storms. Saved the flames and showed a smile by spreading a light in the darkness.   Let me live in the right childhood in thoughts, let me live with innocent smiles, remembering my eyes. Don't wake me up to today's reality, let me live in those memories lost in yesterday. Regardless, in reality, the world of dreams, where there is no wings, will take care of, feel free to ride such dreams, let me live in the carelessness of that childhood. Let the paper kayak fly in the air, feed the peacock feathers with the dust of the pencil, make the pheasant my kite, let me live the memories of those innocent games that seem ludicrous.