Then Lost And Found Girl
The rusted world of regrets,
The ruined ramparts of the skin,
The lost facades
of yesterday's world,
Calls me again to renew her pledge
The deepest vines of connection,
The integral organ of these clock,
Reset the initial features,
Reassured the wounds with new sutures,
blocked fatality,
stoppage
Recalled her love for me,
Because we're heterosexual,
Because of the old recollections,
and given its new interest,
We will recover the lost connections,
to recapture the glories of the past,
We're resting tonight,
In the cavity of our new universe,
Deep in communion with nature,
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