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Registered: 09-02-09
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This is what I wanted to give to Mozart in her birthday... But she can receive it now, anyway.
Mozart, sweet girl, in your little Heaven you're just great, Princess Girl. Mozart, Love-Star... Not a single tear will ever change your smiling face.
We miss you, we love you, and cry for you... But that's how things are here. The only thing you must do, is to shine with joy like newborn stars as much as you want.
Princess of Sands, your tears have become the longed rain, bringer of hope. Shed no more tears... Even your lost children will be there, always for you.
You've been after all the best mother, because a bleeding heart is just as good as one which can keep around the ones that loves and wants to care for. (Your heart knows...).
Remember to look always forward, and see what you may find... For what we think it's lost will return some day a hundred times and covered with gold.
Mozart, sweet girl, if you're still in Heaven, now I think (even believe), that you're called there "Princess Mother Star" by many a soul, Desert Girl.
My latest poem for Mozart, the Meerkat; the melody is the same of "Michelle, ma belle..."
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