Billy Carvalho Poems

I often ask myself, what makes me
Then I ask them, what makes you
They try to differentiate but they can't
We are all one, one people, one color of blood and one air we breathe
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I need to feel love, understand it and know it.
I have been close to many, but couldn't hold on to any;
I know she's there somewhere, waiting for me;
The way i am waiting for her, to get her love;
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