I am a lover's of word. A dreamer, a solitary Phoenix, arising from the flame. This is not my destruction, it is my birth.
Am a soldier
I may be leaving
'cos soldier go, soldier come,
but you are not forgotten,
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Be still thou my soul,
When thou walketh through the fiercest storm of life,
Be still thou my soul.
When the heat of life drench thy soul,
...
Who are those that don't have a heart?
They claimed whom they are not,
And shamed their brothers to earn a fame,
Only if you know what's in their heart,
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No idol like mother.
A mother is like precious gold,
priceless beyond compare.
She is like a precious gold.
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Who can know what pleases the gods?
Or who can know the minds of the gods?
Sometimes they smile at you,
And another day, they mock you.
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