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| Hello Stranger, what it seems To you, my long and sad kiss; It’s strange for you to think of me, To stay with me and let it be, To let me fade in your deep dreams, To sleep with me among dead leafs… Brown eyed Stranger, will you know, My thoughts of you like flowers grow? My whispers call your last name poem So tell me now where are we going?! Will you give me your warm embrace? You’ll keep me now in your love’s chains?? I look to you and feel your smile, I hope that this will last a while… My hart will sing for you to come; My mind will sleep for dreams to run; My arms will reach the sky above; My soul will pray to have your love… |
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"Quand le dernier arbre aura été abattu - Quand la dernière rivière aura été empoisonnée - Quand le dernier poisson aura été péché - Alors on saura que l'argent ne se mange pas."
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