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How many mornings can there still be ahead?
How much morning do you still want to find in my body?

Forgive me for asking you unusual questions...
Forgive me for being out of the ordinary!

Write me endless letters, when we are far away,
with endless letters and diverse meanings.

Stop being mean to me for so long.
Let me wake up far from the edge of the bed...

For such a long time and so often for no time at all.
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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