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Yesterday was one of those days...
I left again for searching myself. I`ve got dressed with my most beautiful clothes To be sure that, if I`ll find myself, I will make a good impression Of what I am outwardly. I`ve got lost again...for years, Among blesses and curses Among passions and disasters. Human nature was again on the stage Without knowing that for me was already deja-vu. Like every time, I arrived, At my blue soul`s door I doubt for a second, I knew who was there...I always did, But i entered with my awsome clothes To be together: death and life, Love and hate, the kid and the woman, Black and white- all in my blue soul. ..................................... I was tired, but fine...I was home.
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