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3075 My doors will be wide open

When the impulse of your arm
Get tired for instinct
To call.

And the pulsing of your chest
Tired of looking for me
Without anything to feel.

And my doors being open
However, you have been prohibited
To the country of my kisses
Enter again.

You that were inside
For so many moons
Delighting in my center
As the queen Vasti
In her imperial palace.

The tsunami of sadness
It will collapse
Deep into your eyes
Overflowing your basins
With oceanic water flavored to salt.

It will overwhelm you
In a single blow
The old sadness
That lives in the door
Contiguous to the pain.

My doors will be wide open
But you will be prohibited
To the country of my kisses
Enter again.

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