ARIDITY
My step without knowing how much should
Living or pursue another path,
And I know how much more harmful to
In pain that is always so long-lived,
And when new sun was realized
The show is so affectless
Life at a time when rude link,
And with all the terror, weaving life.
The deadline was quietly extinguished,
And the verse below unprofitable dies
Of the more wanted and nothing comes
Only what really mind either.
Seeds scattered on the floor,
In arid currently done in vain ...
MARCOS LOURES
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