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on my own
because
we don't need anyone to be with us at that moment,
because
it is so intimate,
too intimate,
only
maybe
we”ll need some little breeze touching the chin or forehead,
i would prefer calm rain
as if someone still wants to cry for me like in old times,
like when people were dressed up in black and carried handkerchiefs in their pockets, and someone would take out his handkerchief from the pocket
and wipe his eyes and nose,
maybe
the sun will rise
or
come down with me,
i won't mind; a few little birds chirping up in the air, so
i can still breathe in the grassroots and
listen to the winds before the rains
after, because it is so intimate
i will close my eyes and leave
on my own
without thinking of you,
and probably that would be it
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Maria Mitea
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