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Belief


I Believe that love is anonymous With heaven such as sensual place The way you touch me, makes this life go good I Believe that there’s good in all the bad Light at the end of the dark cold tunnel of the world Warmth to be reached and embraced I Believe that dreams are the reality And reality is just a figment of your imagination Something put here to kill the dream I Believe that life is what you make of it You receive only what you’ve given Nothing in life is free. One person with a belief is equal to ninety-nine who have only interests.
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