Swirl…by Mágica Mistura

How beautiful is the swirl Rising fast such an apparition Surprise on hot afternoons taking along dust Leaves, sand … parts Nothing like a whirlwind To remember how good Divine and beautiful change City, job, idea Of course, of taste, of tone When everything stagnated behold, they come I can feel, guess Already forming on […]

Swirl…by Mágica Mistura

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