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Thursday, August 11, 2005

6:44 PM - Promise

Trying to get pearls from the sea,
I met the universe,
and I could saw the primary begin of everything.
I look up and watch two spirits flying around,
Two dreams who ask me to stay and foresee the future,
that thin line dividing the horizon.
Since the day I came to you for the first time,
I ask you to peel my skin to found the center of my lips,
to found myself at the edge of this crude matter
That beats with every touch
And every word printed by your whisper.
Future is only another way to call a mouth full of promises.

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