DAWNS DEAD
The sunrises killed between clouds
Thick dictate early turbid north
Without even a step where comfort
Generating sneers in other ways.
To entrench myself in dreams, I know that you come
Friend and certainly other support
Healing life when cutting
And it is showing rare goods.
Wearing this illusion where I could
Living with meekness and fullness
New era dawning within me,
Seeing the meek look more sympathetic
The course beyond imagination
Bringing this after the summer garden.
MARCOS LOURES
The sunrises killed between clouds
Thick dictate early turbid north
Without even a step where comfort
Generating sneers in other ways.
To entrench myself in dreams, I know that you come
Friend and certainly other support
Healing life when cutting
And it is showing rare goods.
Wearing this illusion where I could
Living with meekness and fullness
New era dawning within me,
Seeing the meek look more sympathetic
The course beyond imagination
Bringing this after the summer garden.
MARCOS LOURES
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