Όπου και αν με πήγαν οι θεωρίες μου,
βρήκα ότι ένας ποιητής ήδη είχε πάει εκεί.
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Hold me when....!!!



I felt again your arms around me
miles away, but always home
My friend the pain taught me to smile
I asked for strength......so I can cry......

Hold me when I ask
hold me when I 'm afraid to ask....
Hold me tight - I' m fragile
hold me gently - I ' m strong
hold me often - I ' m alone......

Hold me in the morning
when I still remember the darkness
(please let me need you)
In the afternoon be near me
I long to feel you
and when twilight is here,
don't leave me yet
Midnight is coming
The shadows hurt........ 

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