"Yes poor but proud"
and believe the love,
to God as his Lord.
And I tried the way
always open to people wild.
thoughts swarmed in his head
impregnated a thousand, perhaps, desire.
tried an altar
and found the sea.
The cold made them blink teeth
while hurling, the mind, against a thousand torments.
you, where are you, where were you?
and it seems like yesterday,
when we gave the adventure
to measure and understand their stature.
Pride and pride,
and the slight breeze,
spingean their bodies will fight to the hardships
accendean and souls already hot!
Fiero before you,
Met placed him my appearance;
so miserable,
but proud.
[Maurice Drake]
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