jana ghossein Biography

Help how much my heart hurts
my mouth is as dry as a desert
my throught is sore
my voice is a goner
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The wind is whistling
the clouds are crying
the trees are dancing
the sun left us
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'Twas the day before Easter
..and all through the woods,
The bunnies were busy
packing their goods.
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Come along, come with me,
Take a dive in the deep blue sea.
Put on your gear, let's explore
All the way to the ocean floor!
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