DISTANT VOICE
Listen to distant voice of the past
calling for the days to come,
showing the necessary force to those who dream,
winning the most diverse elements.
In how much believed in the love that have not come,
and never will know,
losing the route,
entering the desert of a lonely, hopeless.
looking for vestiges of a time
that never lived,
but I bring alive inside the breast,
as if there really
was brand new morning
where it was full night.
Marcos Loures
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