Rita De
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Water tells the dirty and the dusty
Do come to me
The dirty and dusty tells the water
I am ashamed
I am shy to embrace
The water says -
How can you wash your shame
Without my help?
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Where Does De...
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The Gifts of ...
The Essence O...
The Essence o...
Pain-stricken
The Embrace
The embrace
Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but dead when every corner... Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but de...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Giver of givings and creator of all creations. Giver of givings and creator of all creations.
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand here and sing. Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand ...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
The sweet night, When moon doth shining bright The sweet night, When moon doth shining bright
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set, At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set,
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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