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Childhood memories series

INSIDE ROARE
LINDEN 2
 
Every early evening I come to you
caress your tender leaves, smell your flowers.
I sit on the old bench, I listen to your crown hum.
With a swarm of bees I come, bowing and respecting your age.
 
However, one evening a terrible thunder and lightning
he took half of my heart.
 
Now I'm licking everyone's grief and pain with singing.
I can hardly live with half a heart.
Like a firm guard above you stood,
to not be afraid to go through life
 
However, one evening a terrible thunder and lightning
he took half of my heart.
I was standing under her.
Written by Inside_Roare (Ivo)
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