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sábado, 4 de fevereiro de 2012

Sun


Sun, feed me.
Make me full
with your power, exerting more
than a gravitational force.
Wake me, make me yell, make me
look up with no fear.
A plug, 220 volts
running through my veins.

Then I can do anything.
Nothing can stop me.

Light, that opens my eyes,
Gives me hope to reach the top
where the sun dwells.
And I take the ride,
becoming a part of it,
getting to the top,
with all of the ecstasy I can feel, because,
Sun, you feed me.



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