Do not us understood sometimes what the key of stop the chain
That under the peace on a country maybe to be possible
One for timing, of resources under the tea of peyote
Or the salt of convenience people before knowing the murders…
For to be able the consonance of the ways over the table of conveniences
Men does the conformity with the geometry almost exact of our eyes
Before Copernic knowing the same knowledge of the material and spiritual grains
Without we meet the people on the same places
Or when the lions played on a simple joystick with the rats…
Against the invisible forces, the spirit of independent districts
Work on the way of contexts seemed with the electronic circuits
Like a map where the micron pen trace the platform of architecture
Before the dissonance of music of an artist and his performance
When the last compass touch the soul of the primer insight!
The human body, the rarely discovery on the full night, sometimes,
Wrote the science of pleasures don’t above on the suspect attitudes
But the confluence of flows of particular overtures of orchestra
Summit the wonder of the reality and our possibilities
Under the ways deeper and real thing, look, think about this…
The optical of epic dream in the cause of a black situation of felts,
Remember history and manners of paper’ horses, or the convenient
Page that a man don’t remember instead a feel or a good movement
When told the regress, so, the life nothing means some water
When soul of any war drop for our bells and the another songs of darks styles.
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