He looked the right side, and then, he looked the left side, he had to be shure that no cars were passing. Then, on the street, he was singing so quietly, that no one could listen to him. But there was one person who did it. A girl. Moving behind him, this person sarted singing with him, like in the midle of a romance movie or book. The boy, recognizing the girl, kissed her, sang with her, lived happily ever after with her.
till the dreams are gone
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