rock the world
leave the past
dance with the
hot bodies of the
present, drink
margaritas, and
forget bloody
Mary, think of the
future as your child
running to be
embraces by
your strong hands.
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I would like to translate this poem
always i do believe in your lines.....wonderful thought you always share, splendid before i am going to make my own... God bless you my brother