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Today my mother and sisters
came to see me.
I had been alone a long time
with my poems, my pride .
My sister---the oldest---is grown up,
An elemental dream
goes through her eyes: I told the youngest
"Life is sweet.
Everything bad comes to an end.
My mother smiled as those who understand souls
tend to do;
She placed two hands on my shoulders.
She's staring at me .
and tears spring from my eyes.
We ate together in the warmest room
of the house.
Spring sky .
to see it
all the windows were opened.
And while we talked together quietly
of so much that is old and forgotten,
My sister---the youngest---interrupts:
"The swallows are flying by us.
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