Nadia Baazioui Biography

There must come one day
When all clouds will clear away
And migrant birds will find their way
After a long time of being astray.
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Why not now?
It's not tough!
Just needs a simple start without even thinking of it,
Look how great is it!
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I sit under a tree talking to my favorite butterfy
It was a rather a moth
And said to him dear moth can you tell me:
What am i doing?
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What color is the sky?
What language speaks the bee and the fly?
I no longer believe in my own eye.
I no longer trust the sunny wether in the sky.
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i love you for ever

you 've endowed me with life
you heeled my heart when it was once streaming with blood.
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