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There is only one way to release the pain of my soul
I must write for you my fado allowing myself to sing -
Through your hand I’ve discovered paths
As you are the model for all my memories -
The mist of the seais breath to meits air that flowswas born the beat of my heart
My soul driftseven as it shipspulled by the waves of saudadeLongingunbearable to endureI bury my dreams in its sandsleeping for eternity where -
Postcards from a thousand dreamsby Dixie Dawn 25 lines, 22 comments, on May 19 9:16 AM. In Contest, past life, portugal, lisbon, travel, time travel, saudade, life, dream
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