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I don’t know how to start this song

To obliviate the past we lived.

Oh, how I wish we could go back

Back to the start where our hearts met.


I remember the fire between us

So sweet it was hard to breath.

But you took my hand, and I followed

You to your secret place of love and dreams.


I don’t know how to start this song

To obliviate the past we lived.

Oh, how I wish we could go back

Back to the start where our hearts met.


I remember the cold inside of us

So comforting as eternal sleep.

And you tried to make me stay inside

Of your fire heart and loved desires.


Now I don’t know how to restart that rhyme.

My daily-days had been crushed by the my routine

And our oceans that were once a huge one

Are splitted as a crack in a diamond ring.


June 19, 2020, 2:33 p.m. 0 Report Embed Follow story
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C Clark Carbonera “A utopia está lá no horizonte. Me aproximo dois passos, ela se afasta dois passos. Caminho dez passos e o horizonte corre dez passos. Por mais que eu caminhe, jamais alcançarei. Para que serve a utopia? Serve para isso: para que eu não deixe de caminhar.”

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