I looked for you

You look in the universe
That where you live,
But my frozen feet do fail
On the cold marble
A cold and foggy wave
He appeared mysterious drowning
Hugging me completely
And in that room in your shady habitat
And on a duel dismembered wings
Persist a song with gestures and dialects
Of which we own and in this abode
We irradiate the purity of our original
Essentially, our origin.

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