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The theatre is openwhen I remember who I am,where I was, what I did to become me.
I could end in a treetop land, and never return to my hand, that place that melts with my chocolate dreams,sweet... sweet... at last.
Nobody saw me,somehow they were sorry.
They wanted to…
Take the words turn the worldmake me a whirland translate me into a thousand smiles. You are regenerationmaking me smooth. It is lovemade truth. You are breaking me taking lost piecesinto heaven. It is memade love. It is youbreaking apartwords. It is youbecoming smilesfor torn hearts. It is the truththat…
This place has grown, and I believe I am old. I haven’t realized I am a bud in a gigantic ball of mud. I believe aged dreams are who I am, while using my memories. I forgot… I forgot… Who am I? My skin is old, but I am a…
I heard a voice, I thought it was you,threading the memory of your home,the cloth of the unknown,the place being…Love. Longing feeling at home, when I see myselfin the mirror of time.It painted us a gift called sun,bringing birth to our breathto let usdraw the temptation of space, our face.…
Peace enters my soul, when I reach my home,leave the center of me,lighten up, love.
I have never seen a voice so clear,a look so dear,as yours, tonight. It happened. You were peace,and my soul,entering, shining,lightening meas you lovedevery inch of…Time… Divided, in you and me. Space… United, in you…
Tell me if there is a reason to become the wind that transforms our world.
Tell me if I could undertake reason, and transform it into love.
If this is so, tell them that I am not willing to let go the life thathas been given to me. So, this…
Walking bird, Waking light, lending your wings, so others can fly, no need of fear, you are right, freedom is inside you: love is pure, love is you, love is the cure, love is you.Wake up,give that love,listen to your heart, open your soul, close the wordsthat hurt yourself, there…
I am empty spaces, looking for you, but you are running away from me, as water that flows through your face, as tears that wash your old pain. There is nothing to be afraid of, everything is love, that is life, in your love, you made me real. I was…
When we give birth… To love, endless light. At the same instant: An angel is born, an angel is dead. You can, at last, see that: When you see an angel, the earth trembles, you become humble, time is consumed by the fire of love. That day… The angel of…