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Even if you try in a thousand ways
to tear me from you,
the shadows of the sincere hours
remain in me.
Tattooed on your soul you carry,
memories that the wind did not erase,
all those burning nights
where love trapped us.
In the bed of dreams and laughter,
the whispers that time wove,
you were happy in my embrace,
and of your laughter, the echo I still am.
Even if you try to break the chain
that unites us in the tide of the sun,
the traces of those chimeras
will remain in our hearts.