you
I'll meet you there,
where the sky is black and the river is white,
where the rose grows with the blood of mother earth
and the trees climb up to the stars.
Where the moon is the reflection
of your beautiful black eyes
and I'll be there,
watching you ....
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| Auteur: J.R Dracul | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 16 februari 2002 | ||
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