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Audience With a Humble SkyHello? / I just wanted to know / if you can

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Jun 1, 2010

CandleI remember when nothing mattered; when the trees were just dead wood; when the stars were just ashes in the sky. I remember being hollow; having no regrets in saying 'goodbye.' / When you saw me, you took a flame and lit a candle in my heart. Now, the trees can breathe and paint a paradise in green; the stars shine brightly and give soft light to the hands holding mine. Now, my heart pumps the passion running through my veins. / I have a home now, where the embraces are warm; where everything matters; where we live in a paradise painted in green, wishing on stars and singing in moonlight.

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May 24, 2010

I Once DreamedI once dreamed of painting, / Alone with myself and the colors in my heart. / But then, your dreams were stronger than me,

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May 24, 2010

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