When the sunset of my day arrives alone there I want to be. By that door I entered life and there I would like to come. Only myself, without ties or luggage, and for you to receive me with your unique beauty and no more excuses left unused. I want to leave well inside and for you to know at the end when my breath fails me and you let me come.
After being there, nothing else exists, nor even the hell of solitude.
Not even the cold of my bachelor bed until the next resurrection.
After being there, nothing else exists, nor even the hell of solitude.
Not even the cold of my bachelor bed until the next resurrection.
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