Federico Garcia Lorca. When will the five years (№ 301706)
Once you start looking at the palm of a live bug or look at the evening sea, peering into each wave, as everything disappears and the image in the heart and the wound. But I love and want to love, to love as she is, so I have five years to wait for the night when the lights are all out, and her braid will wrap around my hands.
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MegaMozg 22-09-2017 / 17:09
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