god sent your only son
which pardoned all maleficencia
that spring of our hearts
will read your teacher,
I learned great lessons
listening and reading, my I
felt that you're human.
before your philosophy,
What comes out of my ego
You can even be garbage,
I am direct,
I was taught the Bush
If error in writing
I missed more on judging.
the fun of life is long,
new leaves will grow,
your precious love is gone
leaves you, the flowers of love.
that life gives you
more sense in being humble
seguê with your buds
plant love, and forgiveness.
Note: I admire you, professor
that's how desire calls you
luck, peace, and my admiration.
23.04.217
os bons não partem,
apenas caminham sobre
lisas pedras,
com fundos de flores,
deixados a cada pegada!