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Why don't am i writting about love?
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Why don't am i writting about love?
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'-Wiesz co?
-Hm..
-Dobrze że jesteś.'
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Yes, i think too much. yes, it upsets me. no, i can't stop doing it.
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To see the world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wildflower. Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.
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Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
And I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know...
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Every which way I turn I've got the out-turn of a million choices. Every single word I say is judged by a million crytics. Every which way you turn you've got the sound of a million voices. Every single move you make is torn by a million cynics. When we all see the light of day? ...I don't know.
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I often get asked the question what I get out of being Pandora...and let me tell those people that nothing is more fulfilling than knowing I truly helped someone, and their appreciation is more than enough for me.
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I was not alone, I think it was the first time
Watching you rise splendid and graceful
I cheered as you sailed, a greatness unknown
I laughed as I waved and imagined you saw me
In the streets of the city, the windows of buildings
A million faces gazing upwards in wonder
A million faces together and cheering and smiling
You were the warmth of their hearts, you were the sum of their dreams
In the coldness of morning you brought warmth to their lives
Giving this feeling of wonder I could not imagine
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Message me Pandora's Inbox.
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If you wanna want me, say it. And use translate to know what am i writting.
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