Lost tamburine

There is only just a story ,
A Story that just begun. 
Only a Word, 
Words that never been sung.
Across the sea and a lost tamburine, 
Where else are we supposed to be, 
When the moment, the words, is the only thing you can feel, you can see. 
Music with a numb croud, they can never reach, 
The story untold, 
You can never speak


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Hej Rebecca! Riktigt fin!! Du har utvecklats i ditt tecknande. Fortsätt så!

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