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Am făcut un jurământ, o dată, unul numai
la ultima-mi place, sau dacă nu va
probabil
Strălucire prin câmpuri am dansat
vedea incercarea de
plin de lacrimi
ea trebuie să se întoarcă, a spus ea
am putut, dar stiu
când mare - vânt străpuns nostru solitudes
i care doresc să o remarcă
N-am stiut de pământ a avut atât de mult de aur
i-mi face adăpost, dar nimeni nu stie

 



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