Spring morning, soft showering from sky
like tears from God's eyes
I have written thousand of words, so small of me
while the paper was blue printed by the tint
what else could be
is it there something to feel
big armed, big handed
great hearted, great souled
unloved, unfolded
unmistaked
I'm sure I knew you from before
maybe I'm your bitter half
it'll remain in time like a sore
and I've lost my laugh
el otro lado del paraíso. de todo un poco se puede encontrar acá
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