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.
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
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We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
