Tearing the heart
Opening the heart, cutting through the breast
Do not fear the storms or the winds,
Largest definitely sorrows,
The life is demonstrated on each election.
What will come, no doubt, accepted,
Freed from Borderless thoughts,
After the dark days and torments
The love to old fix faults
Print this smile on my face,
Preparing luck with this link
That may last for many years...
Leaving behind trivial mistakes,
My day to come; phenomenal throughput
By healing the most fearsome disappointments...
Marcos Loures
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