I love this place
But it's haunted without you
My tired heart
Is beating so slow
To light the night, to help us grow
It is not said, I always know
The wonder of it all
The wonder that I made
I am here to stay
I want to honor myself by choosing pen and paper. They are my weapons of choice. With them I reflect on my experiences in life, reflect about myself, try to make others reflect.Try to inspire others. I express myself - in the way I know the best. I undress myself and make myself visible. I look at myself in the mirror, and see the clown, and turn the mirror towards you and hope you'll see it too :-) Peace.
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