'Wish'
Naughty girl is on
The balcony of a dream,
Lonely child, weeping
Over the lonely grave,
Doors that tremble
Whenever entered the bodies,
A silence sorrows
In the blackness
Of the darkness,
Aging roads that portends
The drought,
The bones stretched on
The ivory-colored marble,
And homelands Lost
In the glare of a mirage,
For all that, ,
Oh God..
If you give the faith
Of an ant..! !
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