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  . midnight ping-pong ball a gallant moon wakes the sky unseen sun paints light ajs
Fresh,a slip of tonguean adolescent impulse.Later he will learn notto say what he means,when he dims to mellow.
I crawled deep inside myself sand crabbing my way to a deep security there were no stars to gaze
Tidal changes of this floating heartwhen to stop, when to start?My pulse expands my waking mind.
She was lightheartedlike a feather in soft windsI was playing throw and catchwith girls still growing breasts.
  He danced the Mapiko while stary-eyed women looked on in fear and lust.......unashamed walking the dusty streets searching for a cuandeiros the dengue fever pitched to the blazing ball of sun
If God granted me one wish I know what It would be. To return the Innocence That the adulthood stole from me. As I gaze back upon my life  And I look at my wife As I recall my youth
Do you remember the days on the swings? When the wind rushed through golden curls And you didn’t care about the boys or the girls
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