• My dearest freedom
  • It’s been a while since you deserted my life. ​
  • Where are you hiding? In which forgotten dream are you?
  • Every day the awakening seems so cruel to me!​
  • Soft breeze, come back and caress my face. ​
  • Come back and breathe hope into my life so I can still believe.


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