Nights..days...years, pain..sorrow..tears,
cannot hold me now. I'm a fool to fall for you.
But here in the morning light, tell me how can love be wrong and feel so right...
"What other reason could there be to get up in the morning except to set ourselves free."
If my comment on your work ever seems to criticise, it does not. It is always so that we may learn together.
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een duivenoog is liefelijk, maar de hemel is gemaakt voor de havik
dus zoon verberg je zachte ogen en zorg dat je klouwen krijgt. (that is the maening of the sign)
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Steb