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These are my hands, but what can they give me?
These are my eyes, but they cannot see
These are my arms, but they don·t know tenderness
And I must confess that I am usually drawn to sadness
And lonelïness has never been a stranger to me, but
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24.10.2006, 10:28 de ion becali