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AUTUMN SONG II
Optimistically
The day was dying
In the twilight of the horizon,
White unicorn with shaken mane
Was sowing
a peacekeeping seed in the hearts.
Sped through flared ridges
To dive in a lake's pupil,
Forest fairies
To be flooded by moondrops
With them to play
Till the dawn cracks
Breaking the root of the dream.
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