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Without you
Slam the door slowly
I look one more time
How beautiful this avenue
It's the wharf
Flower of the pier
Calm waters and nudity
Fragile as the wings of a lifetime
It is the laughter, the tears
The uncontrolled expression
It could not be otherwise
It is unfortunate
A handful of nothing
And the world at an end
Or the beginning to a new journey
for
Everything changes
falls apart
Everything has its opposite.
Fragile the memory of passion
It's the moon
Late afternoon
It is the breeze where I sleep
Hot like your hand
But I shall move on
To a journey a new
I look one more time
How beautiful this avenue
It's the wharf
Flower of the pier
Calm waters and nudity
Fragile as the wings of a lifetime
It is the laughter, the tears
The uncontrolled expression
It could not be otherwise
It is unfortunate
A handful of nothing
And the world at an end
Or the beginning to a new journey
for
Everything changes
falls apart
Everything has its opposite.
Fragile the memory of passion
It's the moon
Late afternoon
It is the breeze where I sleep
Hot like your hand
But I shall move on
To a journey a new
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