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You often think when you're alone
Where is place that you call home,
Where is place that you can shine,
And see yourself and others fine.
You often think there is no home,
Your childhood and your hope are blown
In hundred peaces that are lost
That can't be found and hurt the most.
Even if the hope dies last,
You don't know how to rest,
You cry for one warm safe place
Where you will find another face,
Another face and one safe home
Just to not feel so alone.

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Post je objavljen 04.03.2008. u 21:08 sati.