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Another years had passed,
near you.
Another silent winter,
togheter.
After so long
Can you still smell the scent of the spring again?
I remenber.
The smell of the grass,
humid and fresh
The sound of the rain,
like tears on your face.
The wind rises,
bringing the spring’s sweet taste
It passed throught me.
It makes me free.
Noone else give me,
a feeling like that.
Noone else except you.
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