gather up me from a sadness..
in a warm arms,
shake off a dust on me..
i became an old color,
becouse of a time..
and became a dim-sighted,
wipe a cloud around my eyes..
while i ride a craving seas.
a wind teared me..
and broke my ship..
and became alone with my yearning..
come and take all what you need..
take all what you need from my poems..
take a corals, ,
and a melodays..
or even my years..
and pull me from a craziness sadness..
to start a new rite from a yearning,
in loving you……
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