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Little Surprise

Out at least three times a week,
it's such a surprise, isn't it?
And there's so much I can't speak,
much more than I'd like to admit.

Now without all those old fears,
I can face this city nights
in which I used to shed tears
and now I'm igniting lights.

Remember that ugly duck?
Now he's quite pleasant to see.
I can't even say it's luck,
it's what things are meant to be.

I just realized, what the fuck,
the little surprise in me.


(Júlio B.)
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