Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
