I'll dance with joy
I'll close my eyes
Under the rain
And laugh at pain
And boo to sadness
I am strong
I am in charge
I say who stay
And who must go.
This time around
I stand alone
And without fear
I face my foes!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, March 13, 2020
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