Alexandre Moscibroski da Silva
The girl of the little blue box California ocean breeze, far from the glass of Manhattan Where the last name weighs in gold, but it's your soul that rises Intense late nights in Georgetown, books, codes, and laws Building your own fortress, far from where I found you Always the observer, running from the camera and the lens Complicated and perfect, you're the one who rules my mind I who never know how to ask for anything, watch the Florida twilight fall You anchored my world and now I know whe
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