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You may ask yourself: “Why another blog?”. Well, i asked the same question myself, and the suitable answer comes from a great men, Nicolae Iorga, who said: “The World doesn’t care what you think, but only what you discover and she can use it”
IT is growing fast, and the news is not always new. I want to share with you only the things that matter…
About the author
WARNING: PERSONALITY UNDER CONSTRUCTION !!!
…you’ve been warned !
the best description is the song “Feel” by Robie Williams
Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language, I don’t understand.
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
I don’t wanna die,
But I ain’t keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
I’m preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death,
That’s why I keep on running.
Before I’ve arrived, I can see myself coming.
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in,
I got too much love,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face, it’s a real big place.
Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
I’m neither reach, or poor, and, to quote Steve Wozniak, “I absolutely do not need a salary or a job, that’s the last thing I need. But smart people, I love to be around…”
