The Days were to long but it passes fast
'twas a gibbous Moon setting up on the night skies
and to lay mine eyes upon thee is a must
that I swore with the foxes whilst it complete its lone cries
and though fate itself has conspired to detain me on this land
as the gandula's stuck at the puerto afar
with the time vanishing fast right on my shaking hand
and you drifted away like an unreachable star.
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I swore with the foxes whilst it complete its lone cries. Very amazing expression shared with reality. Interesting.10