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Used to be a kid…
With no sense of fear
Hate
Jealousy
Agony
Penitence
Disappointment
With no need for alibi
Alias
Darkness
Lies
Time
Excuses
Promises
Wasted all this time, searching
But sometimes, I become again a kid with
LIFE
Running around, smiling and singing and laughing and feeling
With joy
With fun
With mortality of youth
It ‘s me
With me
Inside me
With words
With pictures
With songs
With music
With sea
To see
To feel
To live.
To love.

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Άννα μου..
Φιλιά......