Breeze
without a word
or sign, just as
a breeze you're there
for me
catching my breath
crying my tears
seeing the things
I see
we live so close
and yet so far
sometimes it's hard
to be
someone as warm
and lightening
to you as you're
to me.
Aan Machteld.
or sign, just as
a breeze you're there
for me
catching my breath
crying my tears
seeing the things
I see
we live so close
and yet so far
sometimes it's hard
to be
someone as warm
and lightening
to you as you're
to me.
Aan Machteld.
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| Auteur: Maya-Bou | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: cartooneke | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 oktober 2003 | ||
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