Listen to the silence
That speaks about the goodbye
That we never said...
Listen to the footsteps
That sneak into our souls
And scare the heck of us!
Just listen my dear
To that inner voice in your ear
That warns us
About right and wrong.
That is the voice of God.
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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