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| "I will"
I will heal and I will feel love again. I will rise from the ashes of my pain. And the tears I shed will make my garden bloom. They will be distilled into sweet perfume... That will fill the air and soothe all wounded hearts. Like a symphony to the glory of love. I will rise and face the world with a smile. Walk in peace among the tame and the wild. And my stabs and burns won't leave any scars. They will be transformed into glowing stars. That will light the way for lost and lonely souls. Give us hope again to find our way home. Carmen Colombo March 2002 |
