Poem 3


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I'm a time traveler who deciphers the night,
as I try to find my way
that leads me to your body.

That is my Shangri-La, my lost paradise
where I keep my innocence.

Wandering in the midst of this lonely crowd
I'm waiting for your call,
the light of the lighthouse to guide me to
your thirsty heart.

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TimeMaster
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I'm an admirer of Pablo Neruda's poetry and Serrat's songs. Walt Whitman made me a path of Leaves of Grass, to reach the edge of infinity. Since then I am a citizen of the world.


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