Once, if I remember correctly
you had me at the tips of your fingers
in the aftermath of the old days
that will be with me the rest of my life
I fell asleep for a moment
and the valleys were changed to deserts
by the work and grace of
the one who controls the firmament
the one who decides that
I have been lost in circular currents in time
the one who transforms diamonds into moans and lamentations
the one who makes sure that you come out and that I stay inside.
Scared, feeling sick
like a season in hell
br/>Trying to see a way out
finding even more problems
all this that I will never be able to understand
what I got in exchange for trying to do it well
if it is only for me, I want my part of the good thing
I want you to be here
I want to have you spinning around by my side all the time
in nine concentric orbits and I will be in the center
if that's not too much to ask
br/>but it's the least I deserve

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