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Jan 2015
A daydream at night
love at the very first sight
sinking, making home
wherever wildly I can roam.
The change itself gets your attention,
attached and gone.
It's greedy to keep the road
your own. Passing lives like
days and loving until it pays.
With effort and a will
you won't get anywhere still.
you can increase the chance, but you'll never be sure.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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   ---, Andromache and III
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