Knowledge

The sea, the air, the Atlantic touch,
The biggest purity that flows too much
Above the Tree of Kin,
With golden sparks within...

This is the atmosphere
So deliriously sincere,
Imaginative and rare,
Sometimes absent-minded, out there...

Rebellious souls made of obsidian,
Obedient souls sings the songs Peruvian,
A meaningful portrayal of mysteries of today,
A thoughtful arrival of another luminous May.


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