Sticks and stones
May break my bones
Oh but your words
They really kill me
Sticks and sto-o-o-o-ones
May break my bo-o-o-o-ones
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Oh but your words they really kill me
And there you know that's the end
But there can never be an end
it's really appreciated
--
"We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We can all be free
Maybe not in words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind "
--
Părerea mea.
--
'The great wound of the heart is the Existence'
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