You are a thief of my mind, the breeze that chases me on the high seas, you are the one who goes against the current. It is you who attracts my present, a magnet full of electricity, there is adrenaline in the atmosphere, it is you who gives me speed. It will be an instinct, a threshold or a reflection, it will be your life, just one more. Tying yourself is what I want and together today, breathing, there will be something new to start. It is you who gives speed. Do you want to capture my senses, inject energy into the sunset, the one who bewitches all my whims is you, the one who already draws my skin. It will be an instinct... You are a thief of my breeze mind that chases me on the high seas.

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