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Jul 2020
I think of you and I scream in this world-wide, but while this utopia doesn't arrive, I sing in the hope that one day you will be on my side..

If things are unattainable ... well, there's no reason not to want'em, I could travel to Mars ...

How sad the paths, if not for the distant presence of the stars!
Written by
Erick Larssen  23/M/São Paulo/Brazil
(23/M/São Paulo/Brazil)   
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   Michele
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