The black world occupies the city quietly
On the roads my heart also covers the corners
Through the fingers
At night I watch him begin to throw himself at every end of it
I look at the crap Monday
Stars that glow in the dark sky
For a moment he buried his face in a flower
For a more gentle tomorrow to begin
I would like to cry
Although the train of destiny that goes deep into the soul
It doesn't allow me ... never
The reddish I noticed, the purple, the yellow, and finally the blue in the dark
At such an instant the whole soul runs behind the horizon like a jewel.
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