Whispering in the wind,
Drops on the roof,
Sound of the rain,
Clouds in the way,
Storm of lightning,
Mixture of feelings,
Time on the run,
Mayday! Mayday!
Footsteps on the dark,
Guidance of sixth sense,
Light in the end,
There goes my head!
Little bit of this,
Little bit of that,
Don’t know what is!
Just want to see that.
André Castro
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