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The boy re­tur­ned to the playg­round place, af­ter ma­ny mis­sing years... His heart was fast and his eyes we­re cold, and he coul­dn't find a quiet home; And my soul said - I will not rest un­til his heart fin­ds cal­ming place; And he has found an ar­ms to stay and then my soul could walk away.I was about to die And then you sud­denly grab my tie Sa­ving my va­gabond life Ine­vitab­le rol­ling down I ope­ned wi­de my eyes And no­ticed that your voice sounds Li­ke an an­gel's flight Next to my ears hur­ting so hard I wish I had ne­ver been born at all To not feel the yeld of spoiled world But I can­not let my li­fe go Be­cause you're the on­ly one Who can sa­ve me From myself Nauka bez re­ligii jest ka­leka, re­ligia bez nauki jest ślepa. Die Na­tur­wissen­schaft oh­ne Re­ligion ist lahm, die Re­ligion oh­ne Na­tur­wissen­schaft ist blind. (niem.) W ciem­ności, kiedy oczy nie dos­trze­gają na­wet od­ro­biny światła, naj­le­piej za­palić serce. It is best to light up your heart in dar­kness, when eyes spot no other light.If you real­ly want so­mething ,you don't stop for anyone or anything un­til you get it .~ Blair Waldorf Dźwignąłem pomnik swój, nie trudem rąk ciosany, Wydepcą ścieżki doń miliony ludzkich stóp.