I being the wings of a butterfly
small fragile but still steady to take off
Am afraid of the wind that flutters me
But not the fate that darts me forward..
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If i could lay my dreams on a canvas So it would be that ,i will For i fear that my dreams may go- Unseen by the world oh mine, no no no..... -
To laugh and to kill to smile and to think malice 'there is enough perfidy to win a war but are we at war? what is that we ought ... -
This is not a story . But something that happened years before. Some years ago I used to be a revolutionary. The kings soldiers where consta...
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