It is I, Cantadora, <br />creator of dreams <br />for the feeble of mind <br />and the pressure at seams <br />that will leave you behind. <br />In the Kingdom of Bora <br />every dream makes us wild. <br />In the fauna and flora <br />wanders only one child.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-19/
