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The Crumbs
What's left of the crumbs, leave it to me. His cries tore my ailing eardrums, my skin as blue as the calm of country nights Then I sank under the mud of the battlefield, My heart sank like the stars of the raging galaxy, My wet hair and the mirror watching my majestic body, Save me under the scorching sun, Then it forms a roof of emeralds, And the bright lights of the stars blind my brown eyes, Then the moon caresses my soul, Loneliness gnaws at my chest, Where we? Do you even understand my words when I write to you? Or do you see it as beautiful to complicate the meanings? My perfection blinded your accumulated heart with the fading colors of autumn You were my dream, and I was your excuse, and your lips were wine, and I was addicted. So can I have another cup for this night? My hair dances in the morning breeze, then I mention your name sprinkled with lilies of the valley, or iris, or a mixture of roses for touching you, in my dark fantasies under the veil of violet twilight, then you captivate me with the sparkle of your eyes, will you allow me to look at it hesitantly like a silent symphony? Then I go and jump between the leaves of the sacred tree and drink the nectar of dew drops as if it were from heaven
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