A moon in your night you have time,
a picture of your hands is much more.
I have not a single sign of you in me,
and do not know if maybe you have to play.
Moans have your nap time, and the ghosts
love
finally have something I have not a single trace yours in me.
Oh! my love, we can only fight.
It will bind you wake up is like, if you do not understand
your eyes shine, shine
only ...
Deserts and your steps
have time
tides and wakes you
have sky, I had hope
your love so
not know how to enter or exit.
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