ERASMO SHALLKYTTON

O POETA É O SENHOR DE TODAS AS EXALTAÇÕES HUMANAS

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My gift was farewell

 

I have everything to give you
come to meet me
And receive your gift.

 

This love is expensive and difficult
will it last
Or will it be the end of love?

 

You do not say anything
Don't talk about our feeling
Does not open any window.

 

It's a complex situation
Carrying in my hand
The gift of just goodbye.

 

I didn't think so, in this situation
But I will walk on the sands of the beach
Until I get tired and not think about you.

 

 

 

ERASMO SHALLKYTTON
Enviado por ERASMO SHALLKYTTON em 13/01/2023
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