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I have resigned from my nap

I saw her on the edge of the waves of the sea

To where the meeting

Where we first met

And then I was jealous

I only know about the course of fancy

I was wet and went without hesitation

And withhold them so that the lines remain engraved

Settle it when I wish

And my memory

The time of rapes  of retrieved

 wine

Whenever time is hard on my side

And live the hours of absolute beauty

Spirit

With a feeling

and paper clips

crosswords

Painted on the walls of an old house

And on the beach If wet, the wave is opened

the accusation of the sea was the heart of the lines of  breeze