Balanca mais nao cai

It’s been a long time since we met up and you said 'never contact me again'. Well, i found your email contact on my hotmail list and presume you are still my contact. I guess i’m not working with you anymore. My beatufil laundrette resists and keeps running kind of ‘post-expiration’ record. I’d rather say pre-disposition. For life, for happiness; friendship, for love. A poet is called upon to provoke a jolt and not to cultivate idolaters. Have I mistaken anything?