Maybe we could
start again
I could tell you
my name
and ask yours
no blame
no game
no requests
no tests
now hear the wind
talk to you
feel no more blue
just hear
what's true
a whisper
no need for words
hear the songbirds
the language
of purity
sense of clarity
beyond reality
mask of sanity
or insanity
just listen...














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C'est l'amour qui donne la vie...(I wrote this in childhood)
Nothing is late while we are alive...
My cousin Sergio: [link]
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All in all it´s all just bricks in the wall.
Facebook: [link]
Twitter: [link]
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C'est l'amour qui donne la vie...(I wrote this in childhood)
Nothing is late while we are alive...
My cousin Sergio: [link]
--
All in all it´s all just bricks in the wall.
Facebook: [link]
Twitter: [link]
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C'est l'amour qui donne la vie...(I wrote this in childhood)
Nothing is late while we are alive...
My cousin Sergio: [link]
--
All in all it´s all just bricks in the wall.
Facebook: [link]
Twitter: [link]
If only it was that easy.
Nothing's easy... and if life was easy, there would be no point.
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All in all it´s all just bricks in the wall.
Facebook: [link]
Twitter: [link]
no game
no requests
no tests" ...this is so wonderful !!!
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Can u paint with all the colours of the wind?
C'est l'amour qui donne la vie.
Susy:
[link]
Olga Mirator:
[link]
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