Travelling over you i seek for thy soul in this intrincate labyrinth that is mind...
In this eternal sea of souls, without beeing seen (or noticed) lost in vanities, -like every human being- without your recognition: I become your flesh and nest in your dephts.
I expand, grow... I cast the nets, you cast the spell
"Bajo el mismo cielo nublado imagino que nos vemos, que nos tenemos...
Bajo este cielo gris de ensueño te espero y necesito como vos a mí...
desde siempre"
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