Poetic-Verses
Everyone (Conny Brons)
Everyone has a tint of God
Even the hated
And his grandfather's make-up
Diverse are we
But steeply buried
In the valleys of our hearts
Are really who we are
Are hard driven task
Is always
To find it.
Who are you?
Conny Brons.
Even the hated
And his grandfather's make-up
Diverse are we
But steeply buried
In the valleys of our hearts
Are really who we are
Are hard driven task
Is always
To find it.
Who are you?
Conny Brons.
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Everyone (Conny Brons)
Everyone (Conny Brons)