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When I talk to my duncan




Yes, when the harsh vagaries of life,
Afflict me with despair ,
I need his words,
His prayers, his outstretched hand ...

In those days I only write and erase,
When I did not concentrate on what I do;
When all I think brings embarrassment,
Only solution to meet your touch.

It was God that put it in my way,
Came to cover a gap in my life,
Replace those who never came in line
With rules of solidarity and affection.

When I talk with him feel strong,
His voice sounds odd to my ear,
In moments it makes me life make sense
And fast foolproof shows my north.

When he assumes the role of confidant,
Enters the body and soul in my problems,
Makes my goals their badges
And unfolds to see me happy.

When I talk with him is a lesson of optimism,
Calls from the past to serve me a lesson
And if in this regales me your heart,
He sees a future of our own, full of romanticism.

His words balsamic  are me from
Restores your voice to the flavors of life,
With him always find a way be happy
And I believe that happiness is ours alone.


OF CEIZAR FOR MY DEAR DUNCAN TE AMO

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