You found me walking on butter roller skatesover the ground at 40 degrees.You touched me and barefoot I stepped a prairie At south of some countryI looked the crag at the end of the roadand I covered my eyes to do not see that you were not jumping alone I stood there waiting to find a shortcut that crosses our roads the day that you walk alone and remember the moment you were here.Then I woke up.But you touched me...Now I don’t want nothingbut dreaming again.
-Barubaro
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