If I got a permission to return and to speak to the love of my heart
Or if I got the better of the destiny, what would I care about life?
I'd walk with you through cotton-grass and through dunes by the edge of the sea
And God's land I'd gladly lose, if I could kiss your mouth
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let it always be known that i was who i am
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saccharomyces) wrote on February 12th, 2010 at 03:51 am
saccharomyces) wrote on February 12th, 2010 at 03:51 am
why, oh why wasn't i born an elf. or at least irish.