A kiss in the moonlight, a dance in the rain,
will we ever... make love again?
Oh, all those things we once held sacred and dear,
have we exchanged them all… for doubts and fear?
When do we choose, to recollect?
Truth and honesty, hope and trust, conscience and freedom, innocence and openness, justice and understanding.
Does the toll of inhumanity ever reach... its full effect?
What is it worth? To loose once soul?
What would you do to live?
Whom would you kill?
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Publicerad 2017-07-21 13:00