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.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
