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They are the ones who help us not to feel alone
Therefore they are important
And they call them loves
Loves under a big sky
Or locked in a room
The loves in which you have lost hope
The loves with their backs to the wall
Or when you say "God thinks about it"
The loves where you are not sure
You don't care
But how many loves, what loves
With the courage and fear of loving each other
Fragile loves that go away
Those in which only you suffer
And others to say: "What do you want it to be"
How many loves too many loves
Love has now broken out
Who don't know how to be together
Love bordering on madness
Those you find and never leave
Loves in pieces to throw away
Imagine two lonely worlds
Suspended among the stars, in the middle of the seas
Sometimes they come close to not feel alone
For this they are great
And they call them loves
But how many loves, what loves
With the courage and fear of loving each other
Fragile loves that go away
Those in which only you suffer
And others to say: "What do you want it to be"
How many loves, too many loves
Newborn loves
With the desire to stay together
Love bordering on madness
Those you find and never leave
Loves in pieces to throw away
How many loves, but what loves
Love bordering on madness
Those who are there that you do not leave anymore
Loves in pieces to throw away
Loves are almost all the same
The difference now ...
Do it yourself
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