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D.Zurik Habsburg Josef

Tears in my eyes sorrow in my heart.. All I can do make a pray and hope for a better day.. All I can hope for when I die the last thing I will do is loking in to your eye.. And say baby it was me who loved you .. We newer meet we walked by each outher we sensed there was somthing but we could newer understand what it was it was a sens of a feeling of like when lightning strike during a thunder storm and we are in the midel of it... Like when rain faling down during a thunder storm and the wind turning ewrithing upside down .... It feelt like ewen god was crying when i meet you and you walked by me ..... When ewer i step in to a Church in Austria Suisse or Germany they Say Franz Josef when ewer I'm at Buda Castel there are a thonder storm and thankfuy it's not so ofthen I'm there it was rebuilded once because of you and me ages ago.... it was me and my fathers mony wich it was rebuilded of... My post adres was in my old dad castel my sister cursed me ... Your birth day are a curse .... Because you newer home... Now my sister are gone and so are the hope for what I was praying for ewry time I light a candel it's a candel for you and her.... But I newer remain long anoughf time to see it burn down ..... I serching for somthing I feelt for you when i meet you.... There are just like that you hawe no clue what I wanted to say to you..... Ewry corner I walk around i see the shadow of you, when I see somthing wich remind me of you. When i'm in Wien Berlin Brussel Budapest Luxenburg Zurich Vadus Bolzano where ewer i was I sawe a shadow of you wich reminded me of somthing I wnated to show you a lost kingdom i whanted to share with you...

In my heart. Where ewer you are you are in my heart.. You are in my miend. But like the seven seals I could never open them without you. It was like edens garden within a reach of a hand .......

I loste acopel of good harted musiken 2 queens and 1 friend if you was in kanton Sion or Bern when I was there then you would know what I meen by this worlds ...

Baby the tomorow page are unwriten.. It will be what you make of it it. It's not writen you write your self some things we can control some not ...But we can alway mow on when it's no good ... And the only thing we cant stop or control is time .... It's moving on regardles what we do ....So do the best of time you have as it's it will be without me but like you can read regardles I'm not with you still I'm with you...

I love you yeat you newer meet me like my friend who took his her time even they newer meet me so I geustens this for you to ....

D.Zurik K. H. Josef 2018 it started in 1980 baby so many years gone by and you have no clue where and when you saw me i change look now and then but it's ower now .....