Maplestory Were Is Cytis

chime Falls

the new time

and wind

up in a palm

leaves and doves,

Good

hours for fall, dodge

algú n puddle

sliding into a bar;

greet,

ask for the missing,

review deaths and economic

but early

to go to heaven.

New

smile on his face brings the waitress ,

and

bell sings in his eyes,

clean as glass. Good

hours to drink standing

this portion of the morning,

off the picture of the pioneer. Good

hours across its width.

morning I arranged it

to continue with one less. Good

hour

and goodbye. ****