Clean body,
Body cleaned.
As clean as
This world,
This air,
That sun.
The sun,
In the sky.
And the sky
Not always clean.
The earth,
Under the sky.
And the earth
Cleaned.
The sky moves,
Round and round.
The sky is
There in life,
And the life
Filled with
The earth.
The earth is
Not dark.
And not
Contrary to
The truth.
The truth,
This body,
And the sun
Take shelter
Here.
Here,
I love you,
My dear.
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