GLITTER

My wealth assessed

In abstract possessions

Silver little star

Shining magical dust

Pink feather precious jewel

Insi[ght]de my treasures chest

Carnival last longer

On my sequin planet

My fortune is lost

In the gardens n´ sidewalks

Tears n´ smiles

Crooked Poetry[X], a [non]sense

Roses at the school´s door, an altar

Resin pop sculpture

A spangle dropped in the corner

I built a castle to live

 Made of glitter n´ peace

N` dream to dream [My baby love]

I´m going to sing a song for you

Made of sun n´ sea

N´ strength to keep alive [My baby love]

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