I am a ship scattered by the waves,
by the winds,
with a rose from the sun,
macerated
by hurricanes.
I am a ship that carries in itself the fate of all sunsets,
tormented and tormented by sufferance,
a ship that searches
for followers on all shores,
an approach.
The heart knows well how to recover
In all the waves
The heart knows well how to return
piano
foreign
over oldness,
when for too tiredness
its sinks into the two silent waters
the separableTrackship
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