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Fresh Air
Flashes are your beautiful eyes
when the night passes
and the full moon harbors me
In my tired solitude
my dreams fell asleep
and I darkened yours, for a long time
but not forever ...
Patience and perseverance
are all I have
during these mysterious times
The future illuminates
this complicated present
Fresh air will enter our windows
and we will dance smiling ...
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