Light and Bright
Deny any time in light and glare
Sweep into the soul and I see nothing,
Just what every opportunity to
Mark the heart of the wanderer,
And when I go in a different tone in rail
Bearing the cost of desire,
My wildest dreams when I crave
Expressed in what could refrain,
I do not want to reflect just that,
The well did not come, but covet,
The price to pay would never see,
The grief that covers me not withdraws
A fortune which more elusive sights on another
Expresses this smile in agony.
Marcos Loures
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