clear mind
bless this world,
this world of black,
make it white,
make it the white come back.
White in our minds,
where all is clear,
white in our sight,
so we can see the ones for which we care.
To see all that clouded our minds,
to hear all that clouded our ear,
to feel al that clouded our feelings,
want to understand everything you fear.
Believe in the future,
believe in yourself,
believe in your strength,
believe in all that is you,
believe me loving you.
- I believe in you -
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| Auteur: Pure Love |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: DiAngeli | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 september 2002 | ||
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