then sailed back
then sailed away again...
He comes and goes
with the tide,
he brings with him
a wave of "soedad".
We meet and say hello
then
goodbye
till we meet again
and
in between
the time
fills
with
voices.
His voice
My voice
turn into thin air.
Air that moves
the sails
of our ships
keeping us going
untill we meet again
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