They would be gossiping all day
about the things that they see
about the tears that they hear
and the sadness they perceive
they will talk about the joy
once they saw, and the sunny days
of the past. About the dreams,
they will talk....if they could
they would have...
but they are silence instead
and for that I am glad...!
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A Second Chance
365 days we go, Round and around The brighten sun And we end at the exact Same point we were In the past year... But the canvas Is once ag...
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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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