Goddess of my origins,
love that I do not fear,
transcend within me did you
and let yourself be caressed,
that today I have many tears to cry;
I know that you can not come,
and I dream of returning to your womb .....
Sweet Autumn, while you wait,
I will keep a kiss on my lips,
that I will paint on the forehead of your years,
just give me one more day,
to be able to observe you again ...
Do not keep withering ... I'll be back,
meanwhile, in the mist I miss you,
and I will continue to silence the silence,
with the words that do not end,
which are for you, love of the good,
and they ask you to live,
for and gain life to life ....
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