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Ojos Locos
Like This
And you see how it is,
nothing seems as white,
as my skin,
but this time,
we know that black is my soul,
seeing you.
And I carry flags tied,
a bit of no,
some of wanting to be close
and all so free
like the reason,
and a bit of why should I care,
endless smile,
but my heart is good,
my eyes like this.
but my heart is good,
my eyes like this.
