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.
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
