that my dreams will scare the tyrant
as a distant song,
buried as bells,
as all entries that do not understand.
will my dreams,
a woman and a poet,
that are covered by iron fence me life and now I dream
swords happy.
will be, I wonder, who still do not understand
that the woman imprisoned because they were unable,
winning
assault the fort of his dreams
more strongly that it makes you dream.
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