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Apr 2015
In this night you sink,
You wait for an answer,
which will not come any more.
How far are you gonna take
this strange carousel,
You turn around aimlessly.
Love is a spell,
created by mortals,
Don't forget,
You are alive.
And It is time to shine.
WHEN DID YOU START TELLING YOURSELF IT IS TOO LATE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE....OR LET SOMEONE ELSE TELL YOU IT WAS...DO YOU HAVE A DREAM...A CAUSE...SOMETHING THAT MEANS SOMETHING TO YOU
Laurent
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