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In the simple walk in a dream memories of the time I poured sighs that flooded my silence the forgotten dreams of the times Passengers days no return, constellations shadows of my universe searching the sky for some secret, where the scent of gardenias only your steps silent bowing to my step, dream where you were hiding where they had left your steps that bowing path of the soul that contrails were deleted from your journey. Dreams come and go as serene waves that bathes the beach where soft footsteps erased the memory of two separate paths to the shore which deletes these paths darned sea are lost to sea as if we had dissolved salt water. Sea of white foam blanket my soul let your surf high waves, lets delve into your reef full of beauty not only man's treasures that stranded soul searching that has not losing his boat drift, gold doubloons pieces of sil
