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I was a cheerful and had a lot of lust,
at that coast..
and now, at anther shore.
Alone, infatuate with my naked soul.
Youthfulness gone without return back,
become as an old bird,
living alone on his tree
waiting a time which don’t come back...
left a way looking for a new type in my alone life..
looking for a new plastered with lime drawing ..
which melt by touching...
and all going to disappear..
no where I can got a rest,
only my night...
a night is me refuge.
A night which all my dreams came back to me
and to get anther new dream life
again.
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