Remaking the spring
But love remakes spring
After so long in hard fall
And when hope is finally mine
The fight now expects another tone
Dealing about how much had been unable
The thought enters and steals sleep
And when you actually wanted allowance
Leda only glimpsed the beast
I do not want and would not have best chance
Where my scenario does not proceed
Killing little by little I have left,
Even when I see in new direction
As much as I want and if consumption
Expresses what could in rare feast.
MARCOS LOURES
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