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I know you
My love, every morning
Your face
Doesn't know sadness
Life is beautiful
Birds high in the trees
Look at them
So they don't disappear
There's a beautiful child
Running between the trees
Grabbing his toy and running
I'm confused
Where is my love?
A girl puts her hand
In the clear water
On the blue lake
Let's talk
Remember the beautiful days
There's no fear there
No sadness
The streets have flowers
No screaming
I put my hand on a bird
So it doesn't fly away
In the clear sky
My love is there
I know her
Does she point with her white hand
Towards me and run towards me
Hold my hand
About the Creator
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I am a writer of poems and stories about people and life
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