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[] The Pinky Pen []
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At an early morning,
I seen the moon
shaped like an alphabetical arch
An arch like the one on the boats, but,
this is glowing with lots, more lights
It has habits
at each end of the month (sun and moon calendar)
it delays to reach to the morning
kisses the lights of the day, and it’s scheduled
It’s love that gives the crops,
When planting seeds in me
Feeds me the nice witty morning,
fighting the love of the nights,
passes slowly and slowly and slowly
filtering, forming the nice smells,
poor it in crystal glasses of the flowers hearts,
early morning smells grate on the lungs, fills my field with flowers
The calmness and water runs between, to
Initiate love
That last and stay ever more
I knew how the nights leaves,
I know how the sun rises from the east,
Color linked with the sea to gave the grate creature's
life will than gave the sea facials, with two great stars,
A Great love and the depth of beauty
blindly obeys
What I could be said, to the real meaning of love
I accept facts of logics
Keep for me those letters of love
when I write love
You take the place of the pinky pen
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Sun of Sa
