One step forward,
Stand up, please.
Let me explain need and virtue,
the mystery gravitating around you.
Let me break the distance.
A new voice is a return to hope.
Let´s make doves fly,
and forget routine, survival.
A walk, some confidence,
I´ll give you my eyes,
and feel you close.
Words tremble, rush,
so many things to say.
How could you preserve yourself sweet
and keep listening with soft ears?
Talking about honey
we discovered sweet voices
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