2.5.11

I love this life (άσχετο)

How tides control the sea
And what becomes of me
How little things can slip out of your hand

How often people change
No two remain the same
Why things don't always turn out as you planned

These are things that I don't understand

I can't decide
Wrong, from right
Day, from night
Dark, from light
...

I love
But I love,
This life
copyright@giorgos legakis
5/2011

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