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I was crazed As the moonlight blush my skin In a crowd of deception Finding that spectacle of color In a short time People dancing in the streets As music plays on to dusk to dawn To a carnival for the ages The energy generated between men and women As the their bodies heat up Rediscovering their destiny With costumes so glimmer and glittery No one knew who exactly they can be A mystical trip to Brazil Is a realm of festivities To strangers of beloved passion
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Oct 12, 2009
Oct 12, 2009 at 12:55 PM UTC
A Brazilian Mystic
I was crazed As the moonlight blush my skin In a crowd of deception Finding that spectacle of color In a short time People dancing in the streets As music plays on to dusk to dawn To a carnival for the ages The energy generated between men and women As the their bodies heat up Rediscovering their destiny With costumes so glimmer and glittery No one knew who exactly they can be A mystical trip to Brazil Is a realm of festivities To strangers of beloved passion
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Oct 12, 2009
Oct 12, 2009 at 12:55 PM UTC
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