when you have a son,
the world means something different:
son, sun.
light of my life,
love of my life.
enamored with what makes you different from me
because we used to be one and the same.
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when you have a son,
the world means something different:
son, sun.
light of my life,
love of my life.
enamored with what makes you different from me
because we used to be one and the same.
Comments are closed.
Aus Gott wird man gebor'n, in Christo stirbet man. //////////////// Und in dem heil'gen Geist fängt man zu leben an.
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