I want to love
With a pure, like water that clear
Simple
Like words that haven't a chance to said
from a wood to the fire that made it to ash
Simple
like words that haven't got a chance to said
from a water to the heat that made it to vapor
Simple
Like words that haven't got a chance to said
from a stone to the wind that gritted it to sand
Simple
like words that haven't got a chance to said
from a cloud to the rain that made it to dissapear
I want to love,
with purity, clarity,
without words that dissapear...
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