When the soul is empty, you get you, like a volcano on, like a spring that bursts. For you born to joy, your kisses Luna planted, grew in the warmth of your rays, I did nothing, I let you do and long time ... Oh! that rises and falls, that rocks and drag, the patient only in drills due it allows to get planting. Time spent, catch me in the light of the first waiting, that you lived before the earth in your hands while you stop being sphere, time is time not only eternal word, my soul, without anything, awaits your harvest.
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