you marched into my Jericho
blowing down my walls like Scirocco's
our world it seems is lost in time
our hearts abeat to thoughts sublime
our fears recede conflicts subside
we share a dream and dare confide
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC
you marched into my Jericho
blowing down my walls like Scirocco's
our world it seems is lost in time
our hearts abeat to thoughts sublime
our fears recede conflicts subside
we share a dream and dare confide
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