There's Each Air
Every day I see only hope,
Having your love,
You save me there's each air,
Leaving my favorite stars,
Take last time,
'Cause this is line,
Already written for me,
Being something little and divine;
Flying under the clouds,
The souls are louds,
Touchig your face,
Without fear of look inside space.
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