Deus está sempre aqui
Há dias em que estou ausente
Há dias nos quais ele se faz inegavelmente presente
(por quê quereria algo diferente?)
Melhor tomar nota logo logo
Antes que algo mude em mim
Antes que eu me esqueça de mim mesmo
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Sometimes I look myself in the mirror
I see things that are not true
I see things that I wish were due
I see many things
Sometimes I look myself on the mirror
I can't see it is not true
I can't see it might not do
I can't see things at all
Sometimes I am lost within the mirror
I myself failed in seeing beyond reflection
I saw a person I wish I were
I saw fate vanishing all possibilities of tones and rhymes
Blind the call
Given and taken - the universe feeds back its babies
Mysteries, wonders, beauties
Pleasures that hang over me
Thus, I discover things were never there
Even though they are everywhere
Parabioses, lies, cold flames
Hurt myself
Nobody's fault
Should I open my eyes?
How (come)?
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