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May 2016
when the fire has a life of its own
it will burn on sand
on water
on ice
inside of me
when love has made up its mind
it will create endlessly
act recklessly
live obsessively
like me
when you see it you will know it
don't ask why
it is too late for that
the decision has already been made
by me
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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