Friends dancing but I can't hear the music,
people looking but failing to see.
I feel all I'm left with
is more than I asked for
though less than I need...
So, inevitably, my soul sheds a tear.
Maybe I got it all wrong.
Maybe I have to put my faith elsewhere,
but if there is a bend in the road,
I hope that -finally- I'll find myself there.
Liberación presos Garo en Mymensingh (1a part)
Hace 12 horas
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