You remind me of ...
you remind me of my broken wings
makes me want to taste freedom,
touch the sky and sing
you remind me of my broken self
yet you seem to have recovered
so, maybe,
enemies don’t always win
you remind me of a time long ago
when there where little to no obstacles,
only challenges, which we faced with pleasure
you remind me of so many things,
which I thought I had forgotten ...
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| Auteur: karin jansen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 april 2007 | ||
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