relatinship

I have been a lot around a person lately that is driving me insane.
I don't want to say who it is, cause it´s a person I love very much and don´t want to talk shit about anybody like that either, so I will keep it anonymous.(And please don´t try to guess who it is)

But the thing is, I really need to get somethinging out about it, so I will write a little here.
Keep in mind that this is just my side of it all, so I guess a lot of neuances fall away.

She is so manipulating is getting on my nerves. And she cannot see it herself.
In the beginning when we are around each other everything is well and we get along perfectly and have a really good time. But after a while her stuff kicks in and she starts picking on me. Jumping up for the weirdest things and making me feel like shit about something I don't get at all. Never able to ask directly for what she needs or the things she feels, just manipulations all over.

First she gets mad. Often it´s for something I don´t get at all, like she asked me if I could go turn the heater off, and I didn´t want to right then cause I was bussy, so I said I would do it in a while. Then she gets totally mad and says that I am super-selfish and don´t know how to show care for her. (Obviously. I have always found switching of heaters to be a sign of care, heh)

....but she isn´t even directly mad, it´s just that hard "you should fear me and feel ashamed of yourself" -voice and her body freezes up and looks all "roboty".
I would prefer it a 1000 times if she just yelled at me.
Then either two things can happen.
1: She keeps this act and I try to stay calm, because I really don´t want a fight, until she pushes me to the edge and I explode and start yelling at her
2: She keeps pushing but I manage to stay calm and don´t get trapped in her ways.

Then if nr 2 happens, that I don´t respond to her ways, she gets all, "Now we should make up and pretend everything is fine"
At this point I am normally so pissed of because the way she is treating me and the last thing I want to do is to "make it good again"...I just want her to leave me alone and sod off.

And then when I don´t want to "make up" about it, I she pulls the "guilt-load" over my head.
I am so bad and selfish that don´t want to make up when she is comming here, trying to make things good again (She plays the perfect martyr) And it is always her that tries to apologize.

Very often she has a sertain pattern to the entire thing, and if I don´t do as excpected she flips and I am bad.
Like, I don´t want to apologize for soemthing I don´t feel I did wrong.
But to her apologizing is a sort of way to get to be friends again. It a standard thing you have to do after a fight, or there is something wrong.
I dont feel like that. Sometimes both think they did right and one can agree to disagree or something like that.
Of course it is important to be able to say you are sorry, if you really feel and know that you have done something unjust.
But oooh nooo, we have to follow the "sceme"......

I just want to scream and leave and move across she other side of the world so I never see her again.
But still I love her.

It´s hard and it´s getting on my nerves.
I just want to hang and have a good time.
Dammit!

Repeating Cycle of Love Addicts in Relating

First the Love Addict is attracted to the other person, because they seem powerfull and strong. This is usually an Avoidance Addict (or another Love Addict).

Fantasies are triggered and the Love Addict feels high. "It's karma, destiny, fate, we're soulmates. Our connection is magical, we explode together, the sex is the best ever... etc etc"

The Love Addict feels relief from the pain of loneliness, emptiness and not mattering. Feels high and elated, like it is the best feeling in the world and nothing can compare to it.

The Love Addict begins to enmesh with the partner, wanting more and more attention, sex, or whatever the addict feels as the strongest high, showing more neediness, want and desire. Partner starts by this to move away. The Love Addict denies the reality of this moving away by the avoidant, denies feeling and being abandoned by the partner. This denial protects against the agony of rejection and abandonment.

Eventually the Love Addict begins to be aware of the abandonment, and the denial slowly crumbles,- Is starting to really feel the rejection they fear so much. Reactions that follows differ much from each addict to an other, but can be any of the following:
Obsessing; Extreme focus on partner; must know or think about what partner is doing at all times. Talk to others about it, and think abuot it constantly. May rage and get hysterical; may bargain, threaten. Some will stalk, or obsessively call or textmessage. Quite common is also to just endure it silently and say nothing to the other part, but be in a costant state of agony. May call partner's boss, announce to others to gain sympathy. May dress more seductively, go on vacation with partner, have affairs, showing extreme neediness to lure partner back. Relationship becomes more and more toxic.

Love Addict enters withdrawal. (Avoidance Addict fares better – just leaves). Love Addict’s original feelings of childhood are activated along with adult feelings of current abandonment. Pain, fear, anger, jealousy, emptiness, overwhelm,

hopelessness. Extremely intense depression and suicidal feelings. Fear becomes anxiety and panic. Anger becomes frustration, rage, or homicidal jealousy. As a result of this loss, the Love addict may also face loss of income, house,

being a single parent. Love Addict may be so overwhelmed that s/he goes into withdrawal or jumps to next point in cycle, obsession. This behavior shifts them outside of their painful feelings.

Love Addict now obsesses how to get the Avoidance Addict to return; or dreams about being rescued; or fantasizes about having a better lover; or ruminates how to get even with the Avoidance Addict partner; or contemplates indulging in

another addiction like food or drugs to numb the pain; or plans another sexual encounter with a new partner to avoid being alone.

Love Addict now compulsively acts out the obsessive plans. Get drugs, food at 2am. Burn partner’s clothes. Go and beg partner to return, threaten suicide. Take overdose of pills. Kill partner, children and self. Go get laid.

Repeat cycle either with the returning partner or the ensnared new partner.

dikt

jeg har øyne i håret
som blåser med vinden
og strekker seg mot
et smil uten ønske
og hjerte uten gripehender

jeg vil vite hva vi egentlig tror på
og hva vi gjemmer bort i mellomrommet
mellom tankene våre
i håpet på det der ute

....

flommer av lyst
til å ta et sugerør
og slurpe i meg hele deg pent og stille
med en vennlig borgerfruemine
men med intens kraft
fra mine lunger
eksplosivt innadgående åndedrett
som en kanibalsk hyllest til den ukjente kjærligheten

flooding with lust
to take a straw
and slurp you up nice and quietly
with a frinedly housewife smile
but with intense force
from my lungs
explosive inward respiration
like a cannibalistic tribute to the unknown love

Swimming pills

~ A repost from 2005

I have just taken a sleeping-pill one time in my life, as I stay off medicines in general.
But here you see the result. Enjoy!
~ Aasa

SLeepnipills !!!!!!!!!"""WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Comix, kinda funny

Book recommendation

I recommend with all
of my heart, Siddhartha,
by Herman Hesse.

It is so beautiful
I cried and laughed
at the same time repeatedly.

I recognized so much of my
own inner journey
in this description,
and it was a wonder to read.

I read it first time when I was 15,
and after that I have read it
again many times.
Only to discover something
new each time.

Run out and buy it now! ;-)

Random arguable facts

Everything is nothing and nothing is everything

People are too scared of pain and sorrows

The seahorse male gives birth, instead of the female

Sex is not at all overrated, neither is romance

Too many people die before they die

I am in love with life, is life in love with me?

Bananas have a funny greenishyellow colour

Most people don't know themselves, even though they think they do

A shooting star has nothing to do with stars

There is a secret country where left socks, pens and lighters live in harmony with each other

dikt

Smil

smiler med jobb hver dag dette
skal du ønske deg smil
smil
på bussen i gata på vei
til det du skal ha
med klokka riktig
vei du vil ha
suksess du vil
finne deg selv
smil for du skal kjøpe deg
et hjem et hus
smil mens du kjøper deg
barn og familie
men hva om du en dag
sier det andre
se hvordan hodene
snur seg hodet mot
deg ser deg ikke
i øynene lenge men
et kort øyeblikk
sier de jeg ser deg jeg ser hva du gjør jeg ser at du har tråkket utenfor jeg gir deg min skam vet du ikke du skal ikke ønske deg
livets myke pulsslag mot trommehinnen
spisse ører i nattens indre landskap

ikke ønske deg
smil


Smile

smiles with your job every day this
is what you want smile
smile
on the bus in the street on the way
to what you should have
at time
the right way you want
success you will
find yourself
smile for you will buy
a home a house
smile for you will buy
children and a family
but what if one day you
say the other thing
how the heads
turn towards
you don´t look you
in the eyes long but
briefly
they say I see you I see what you do I see that you have stepped outside the borders I give you my shame do you not know you shouldn´t wish for
you know what you should want not
lifes soft pulse beat against the eardrum
pointed ears in the night's inner landscape

you shouldn´t wish

What is it with those of us who seem to be born with a restless soul? A gypsy heart?
Are we fleeing from something?
Or are we some of the few who live life to the fullest, each moment new and eternal?
Will we ever find rest?
Are we supposed to find rest in life?

- Aasa


The wayward wind
- Patsy Cline

Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind

In a lonely shack by a railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wand'ring ways

Oh I met a boy in a border town
I vowed we'd never part
Tho' I tried my best to settle down
He's now alone with a broken heart

Oh, I met him there in a border town
He vowed we'd never part
Tho' he tried his best to settle down
Now I'm alone with a broken heart

And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind
The next of kin to the wayward wind

...

I Have Seen A Butterfly
- Lisa Ekdahl
(Translated from Swedish)

I have seen a butterfly
this butterfly was blue
I have seen a butterfly
so beautifully flying by
I wanted to hold
this beauty in my hand
but beauty cannot be held
it is just something you glimpse
once in a while

I have often thought of you
of what you told me, what you knew
and how you awakened all the dreams
I had strangled with my self-despise
You are just as beautiful
like this butterfly I saw
as eternal and fluid are you
as the changeable blue waves of the sea

I have seen a butterfly
a butterfly flew by
I have seen a butterfly
free of melancholy
I wanted to hold
this freedom in my hand
but freedom cannot be held
but if I open my hand
it may rest there
now and then

if I open up my hand
it can rest there
sometimes

.........


Running to stand still
-U2

And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was lying still
Said I, I got to do something
About where I'm going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain
Maybe run from the darkness in the night

Sing now

Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day ha la la de day

Sweet the sin
Bitter the taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry with out weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice
You know I took the poison from the poison stream
Then I floated out of here

Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day ha la la de day

She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under a black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging, she is raging
And a storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She is running to stand still

...

I still haven't found what I'm looking for
- U2

I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
But yes I'm still running.
You broke the bonds
You loosened the chains
You carried the cross
And my shame
And my shame
You know I believed it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

(PS: Not a christian personally, but love the theme of that song anyway)

dikt

Noen veier ligner
som minnet om en gjenglemt gate
et sted du har besøkt i søvne

de får deg til å smile
som en hjemkommen katt

du er tilbake
........
A distant longing can be sensed
singing in the bushes
Close your eyes
and touch the grass with your feet
ever so gently
It is an old forgotten song
maybe from childhood
but behind these hills,
shivering in the trees,
they soak your body with life again,
and wander with you thought the blue shadows.
...
jeg strekker meg utover og blandes med skyene
jeg er et tre med blodets vind i årene,
som kjenner blader folde seg forskende ut

jeg strekkes høyere, raskere, videre
til alt i meg drar
opp, opp, opp og forbi
til sluttens rennende overgivelse
mykt og sakte utover

der sprenges mørke, bølgende skyer
av mine nyfunnede røtter
der ser jeg bakken langt nede
hvor du står igjen

nå smiler jeg
endelig

farvel
...

Here is a beautiful poem about death
I heard recently and felt like sharing.
~ Aasa

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

~ Mary Elizabeth Frye

Funny Tests......

.....why don't you try them out?

THE DEATH TEST

THE POLITICAL COMPASS TEST

THE PERSONALITY PROFILER TEST

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The Are You Artistic? Test

Maybe I am just schizophrenic? :P

On quite a few the questions, I could answer more than one alternative,
so I took the test again...second time around I got:

>

Leonardo da Vinci You scored 61% artistic!

You are a true Renaissance person like Leonardo. You could do just well as a painter,musician, inventor, sculptor, architect, engineer or a web designer. As matter of fact anything, if you put your mind to it. This means you are using both hemispheres of your brain equally. Well Done! It's a Gift! That and the dyslexia which many of you might have on some level in this category. Your score is very close to that of Van Gogh's, which means you might want to get organised a bit. Paying more attention to the world around you wouldn't do any harm. Nature strives for balance, so should you. Logically, everyone should fall into this category, which just proves that humans aren't 'just' logical beings. Motivation might just be the missing element to your success. When you have so many talents, it is hard to focus and commit to just one. But it's OK, you don't have to. Explore and enjoy all the possibilities! That is what life is about! Always check your spelling and Good Luck on your journey! ¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨ Your results are in! You are... The Maid of Honor Deliberate Gentle Love Master (DGLM) Appreciated for your kindness and envied for all your experience, you are The Maid of Honor. Charismatic, affectionate, and terrific in relationships, you are what many guys would call a “perfect catch”—and you probably have many admirers, each wishing to capture your long-term love. You’re careful, extra careful, because the last thing you want is to hurt anyone. Especially some poor boy whose only crime was liking you. We’ve deduced you’re fully capable of a dirty fling, but you do feel that post-coital attachment after hooking up. So, conscientious person that you are, you do your best to reserve physical affection for those you respect...so you can respect yourself. Your biggest negative is the byproduct of your careful nature: indecision. You’re just as slow rejecting someone as you are accepting them. ¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨¨¨°º©©º°°º©©º°¨¨

Brilliant lyrics - smoke a little something and ... Enjoy!

GHOST SONG
~The Doors (of perception)


Awake.
Shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
the day's divinity
First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.

Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
the time has come again
choose now, they croon
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake

Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
everything is broken up and dances.

Indians scattered,
On dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s,
Fragile eggshell mind

We have assembled inside,
This ancient and insane theater
To propagate our lust for life,
And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.

The barns have stormed
The windows kept,
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
From the divine mockery of words,
Music inflames temperament.

Ooh great creator of being
Grant us one more hour,
To perform our art
And perfect our lives.

We need great golden copulations,

When the true kings murderers
Are allowed to roam free,
A thousand magicians arise in the land
Where are the feast we are promised?

One more thing

Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light
Thank you oh lord
For the white blind light

A city rises from the sea
I had a splitting headache
From which the future's made

Objectively, I think this movie isn´t very good. But personally it hits me on a deep core level. I get totally emo for days every time I see it. And I think this song is very beautiful. Enjoy!
- Åsa

Random questions....

...I have been pondering...

-Can consciousness "understand" nonexistence?
-Can you experience an altered way of existence through trying to grasp that answer?
-Is human average perception and actions of and around love normally a way of trying to reach validation for our own existence and ego value? Is it only that?
-What is true and pure?
-Is there anything existing that is subjective?
-Can we have a soul and at the same time only live once?
-What is the nature of divinity if our existence is limited by one life only?
-Life is truly a miracle just as it is, just that we are alive is astonishing and strange...and the things we can do even more. Seeing these wonders, but then comparing them to the stages that we probably have the ability to reach. Why is it at the same time that we are so "low". Why does it seem like it takes an entire lifetime to become a true being, and still that is not enough? And why do humans in average never get there? Why is existence so cruel that it has made us into being that can grasp our own incompleteness, but still made it nearly impossible to change it? Humans hide their true nature so much, and they fight so much between themselves, even in small subconscious everyday struggles.
Is it necessary and why?
If you have an opinions about these things it is always nice to hear your thoughts. I guess as long as we all know we don´t have the truth, but an others point of view can always be comforting, even we agree or not.
:-)
~ Aasa

I love the philosophy of the
Tao Te Ching


"No growt without assistance
no action without reaction
no desire without restraint
give yourself up and find yourself again

Tangible things have no permanence
there is nothing we can hold onto in this world
let go and possess what is real"

"If you want to become whole,
let yourself be partial.
If you want to become straight,
let yourself be crooked.
If you want to become full,
let yourself be empty.
If you want to be reborn,
let yourself die.
If you want to be given everything,
give everything up."

"When people see some things as beautiful,
other things become ugly.
When people see some things as good,
other things become bad.

Being and non-being create each other.
Difficult and easy support each other.
Long and short define each other.
High and low depend on each other.
Before and after follow each other.

Therefore the Master
acts without doing anything
and teaches without saying anything.
Things arise and she lets them come;
things disappear and she lets them go.
She has but doesn't possess,
acts but doesn't expect.
When her work is done, she forgets it.
That is why it lasts forever."


"Fill your bowl to the brim
and it will spill.
Keep sharpening your knife
and it will blunt.
Chase after money and security
and your heart will never unclench.
Care about people's approval
and you will be their prisoner."

"Giving birth and nourishing,
having without possessing,
acting with no expectations,
leading and not trying to control"

"Free from desire, you realize the mystery.
Caught in desire, you see only the manifestations."


"Practice not-doing,
and everything will fall into place."

"Look, and it can't be seen.
Listen, and it can't be heard.
Reach, and it can't be grasped.

Above, it isn't bright.
Below, it isn't dark.
Seamless, un-nameable,
it returns to the realm of nothing.
Form that includes all forms,
image without an image,
subtle, beyond all conception.

Approach it and there is no beginning;
follow it and there is no end.
You can't know it, but you can be it,
at ease in your own life.
Just realize where you come from:
this is the essence of wisdom."


Read more from the Tao Te Ching

Merry Xmas

Give a goat to a family in need

In our western society we have a huge pressure and focus on mass-consumerism.
Now in Xmas times, instead of giving to those who have everything, maybe we can give to those who have less, to somebody that actually need it...
World vision; give a present that counts
Gaver som forandrer verden
The 10 Principles of Greener Gift-Giving

The strenght of weakness

"Now I want you to listen to me closely. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Do you understand? Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We have all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the power we choose to act on. That's who we really are."
- Sirius in Harry Potter

- I have felt one thing to be very true; the grandest of strengths is daring to accept personal weakness, in front of an other...but especially and maybe before the latter is even possible - to yourself...Give up the fight and see your humanity in the eyes, shatter the perfect image you strive for, dare to show hurt, vulnerability, all those feelings we in general try to hide so well, but still all carry somewhere inside.
But I guess this is something that needs to come from within...I just had it come to me strongly one day. I had of course heard people say it many times before, thought it sounded good and true, but it is a huge difference in understanding something with your head, and getting a understanding deep inside...like an answer that arises from the core of yourself.
Can life ever be about winning? Gaining power? Be the best one? Be the prettiest one? The smartest? The most desired? Well, of course yes, it will make you feel great, cause in that moment you feel it is overwhelmingly wonderful and strong. It is a feeling of pleasure and winning. But then it fades and you always need more. For some reason these things never last long, these outer "winnings" fade quickly, and one needs refill. It is an eternal chase because the feeling is there merely in the minute you achieve it. So you need it again. And in that way it never stops. You get into a circle of wanting more, which is like an endless spiral moving upwards and that makes you thirst more for every conquest. So, in a way you win, but in an other you loose, again and again and again and get more caught into the net the more you play it. Until one day, I imagine, you get to a place where this is the only things that matters to you, and that is what you live for...a true nightmare. You have forgotten the core of life.

I think you can win, but in the long run and in a totally different way...rather opposite actually. And this is the strongest battle your soul might ever win too. You can except defeat. You can give the battle over. You can unclench the fist that holds around power, success, beauty and all that, and give in to what we really are...human beings with weaknesses and strengths. We are not either or....we are.
I don´t mean to sounds like a preacher now, but maybe I do. I just had this come to me so strongly today and I just needed to express it in words. And maybe, give somebody else a spark of inspiration on the road they are walking too...who knows?

Merry Xmas everybody
Warm hugs
~ Åsa

Kan speilet tale

av Sigbjørn Obstfelder

"Kan speilet tale?

Speilet kan tale!

Speilet skal se på dig hver morgen,
forskende,
se på dig med det dybe, kloge øie,
- dit eget!
hilse dig med det varme, det mørkeblå øie:
Er du ren?
Er du tro?"

Some videos

I just wan´t to sear some videos / sings I really like.
Hope you´ll enjoy :-)
..............

This is kick-ass beautiful. I cry every time I watch it.
Claire de lune (Debussy)


.................
What A Wonderful World
One of the most over-used yet most wonderful songs EVER!
That´s a man with vitality and voice, dude!!! RESPECT!
Enjoy and always remember - IT IS a wonderful world! ;-)
Louis Armstrong – What A Wonderful World

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
What a Wonderful World - Louis Armstrong

..............

An other classic that NEVER dies! And what a text!
(except I could do without the last line, too codependent, haah!)
Edith Piaf – Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

Je ne regrette rien 
(I regret nothing)
Non ! Rien de rien
Non ! Je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Ni le mal, tout ?a m'est bien Úgal !
Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien
J'ai payÚ, balayÚ, oubliÚ
Je me fous du passÚ !

Avec mes souvenirs
J'ai allumÚ le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux !
BalayÚs mes amours
Et tous leurs trÚmolos
BalayÚs pour toujours
Je repars Ó zÚro...

Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Ni le mal, tout ?a m'est bien Úgal !
Non ! Rien de rien...
Non ! Je ne regrette rien...
Car ma vie, car mes joies
Aujourd'hui, ?a commence avec toi !


I regret nothing
No, nothing at all, I regret nothing at all
Not the good, nor the bad. It is all the same.
No, nothing at all, I have no regrets about anything.
It is paid, wiped away, forgotten.
I am not concerned with the past, with my memories.
I set fire to my pains and pleasures,
I don´t need them anymore.
I have wiped away my loves, and my troubles.
Swept them all away.
I am starting again from zero.

No, nothing at all, I have no regrets
Because from today, my life, my happiness, everything,
Starts with you!
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Then, an other classic. It is impossible to not move when listening to this song