I was seeking
Just in search of
I was there
When you appeared
Everything was full of
There wasn't any other time
I was there
I saw
No hungry
No fear of getting the ball
I have been trying
But I don't know
This pain
Is painting my days
It is what I have now
So what?
Dance
Dancing
Dança
Dançando
I do
I dor
Empty bottles of
Wine
Of water
Of work of you
Off you
I'm leaving
Just living
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